My new nurse, Nancy, asked me if I had any family members with me. I told her my husband was in the waiting room. She said she would go get him for me. Guess she forgot. Because I spent 30-40 minutes just counting the squares on my curtains, and playing tissue basketball with my box of tissue and the trash can.
Finally another nurse peaked in on me because I was being so quiet. She realized no one went to get Jeremiah for me. Thank you nurse #3. I was hoping I'd get to see my husband before the surgery.
It was about 12:50 pm when the nurse came to give me my shot of versed. YES! Let's get the over with shall we? I got to talk briefly with Dr. Johnson (my surgeon) before they willed me to the operating room. When I woke up I was hurting badly. Especially where the port is and the catheter that is running up my chest to the main artery in my neck. Because I was hurting so bad I didn't want Jeremiah to get upset, so I waited until the Percocet kicked in before I had the nurses get him. We finally got home around 6:45 last night. I ended up sleeping on the couch with my Christmas tree lit up. I made sure to get up every 6 hours and take my pain medication. I want to stay ahead of the pain, not let it get out of control.
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