So… had my surgery. Went as well as these things can go… and one day on, I am in pain! I was the first patient in for the day, and the last home!
I woke up at 10.30, with a nurse holding me down, very groggy and in pain. Morpheine was given, then more morpheine a little later. After an hour in recovery, I was rolled to the next room, and basically kept sleeping until about 2pm. Then they tried to feed me, but my throat was so dry that I could barely get anything down. Finally at 3pm they allowed me to start getting dressed, and by 3.30 I was sitting in a chair, waiting to get discharged… or so I thought.
I was sooo tired still, like barely able to keep my eyes open, and I needed a lot of water, but the nurse I had been asking just wasnt bringing it (oh but went and got her own!) and everyone else in that area had called their pick up person… when I finally asked if I could call mine, they found out Ben was already waiting for me.
So I went to the discharge room, went through a few questions, found out I have endometriosis and they took 2 samples of it, but the nurse couldnt tell me much more so I have to wait 6 weeks for more information at my follow up appointment. Then I started crying, I was just so tired, there were annoying people in the waiting room, and i wanted to be home. Then she goes “have you peed yet?” no… and thats when the troubles started.
you see, as part of the operation they looked in my bladder to check there wasnt anything there, so i needed to pee to make sure nothing was stuffed up. But, i was so dehydrated and exhausted that I just couldnt. I sat on that bathroom for a long time, no luck. At 5 they brought Ben in to watch over me and I tried again and by then I was so frustrated that after I came off, I was nauseous and they had to give me drugs. Then they told me that if I couldnt pee that I would have to stay overnight and have a catheter put in! THAT I was not looking forward to.
I was taken upstairs to a bed, given a dinner (but I still couldnt eat because my throat was scratchy) and tried to go to the bathroom again. My mum (who was verrrry worried, having had a catheter herself!) visited for a bit and then at 8pm the nurse came back and said Ive got one chance left to pee – and thankfully after a few litres of water, I was able to! PHEW!
The nurses were happy (they sure as hell didnt want to catheter me!) and the doctor was happy and so I was allowed to go home.
After all that water, I had to pee every hour and it got harder and harder to get off the bed, so I moved to the couch at 4am and I havent moved since then really! We went to the chemist today to get some panadol, so I am mixing up my good strong pain killers with the weaker stuff and taking anti inflammatories. Stitches come out Monday and ohh that does not look like fun! My aunty may be able to do it which means at least she will be gentler!
But for the rest of the week, I shall be sitting upright on the couch and hoping that it doesnt hurt too much when I move! But at least theyve found something… there is an explanation for that pain and it wasnt in my head. That is something I am very thankful for. Oh and that I made it through surgery ok!
Ben has been wonderful…. my mum is a little more in love with him now! She keeps gushing about how great he is… he stayed home with me today to look after me, which is good because there were times I couldnt get off the couch. Hes a great guy and I am lucky to have him!
