I’m not sure that posting a blog while on pain medication is the smartest thing. My fingers don’t completely feel connected to my brain, if that makes sense.
Surgery was yesterday – and I kind of feel like I’m still living in that day. Probably because I slept for about 24 hours straight.
We arrived at 6 a.m. – before most places at Vandy were open so our instructions weren’t terribly great. But, once we got to the right place, everything went smoothly. Gerron said that I giggled all the way down the hall after they put in my IV with the anesthesia – that sounds about right.
From what I know, surgery lasted around 4.5 hours. It went smoothly and the CT scan was pretty accurate for what they needed to remove. Apparently one of my vocal chords took quite a beating, and the surgeon didn’t think I would have a voice for a while. But, my voice is fine.
I was in the recovery room until about 8:30 last night – on a stretcher. There was no room in the inn, from what I hear. I was moved into a regular bed at 8:30 and put in a pre-op room until a regular room opened up. My calcium levels dropped pretty dramatically which made my hands completely numb yet cramped. I looked like I had permanent tomahawk chop hands. It was a little scary, but once they got the calcium back in me, I felt much better.
I was moved to a semi-private room around 2 a.m.
Awkward, to say the least.
I have had several visitors today, which has been so nice. I have felt pretty great today, considering. My scar is huge, but thin. And I’m thankful that the weather is cooling off so I can wear a scarf.
I’m getting tired, so I’m going to go. Update more later.