In order to prepare for surgery, I ate a solid, filling meal the night before. I was supposed to stop eating by 12am, but I was in bed before that. I also had everything organized. I have snacks up in my room, so I don’t have to walk downstairs as much. I got the clothes out that I was going to wear - my PJ pants and a comfortable button-down shirt. I also needed my ID, so I had that ready.
I was up a little before 5.30, which is when my dad and I headed out. I showered the night before and couldn’t eat, so I pretty much rolled out of bed and left. I was really surprised by the fact that I was completely calm all morning.
We arrived at the Surgery Centre a little before 6.15 (my arrival time). I checked in with the nurse. Pretty much I had to sign a few papers, show my ID, and wait.
A nurse called me back. She had me strip to my boxers and put on stockings (for blood clots), a gown, and the scrub booties. All my stuff was put into a little bag. Then I got settled into a bed. The woman was really nice and she made me feel very relaxed as she worked.
My dad got to come back then.
The junior anesthesiologist (I guess you call her) came back and asked a bunch of questions and explained what would happen. A little after that, the nurse anesthesiologist came back and checked everything. Finally, a little after that, the anesthesiologist himself came back and double checked everything, spoke to me, and then left. Just like the first nurse, they were all really wonderful and comfortable. The anesthesiology nurse was wonderful too as she asked me questions like how excited I was and really understood what a big step for me this is. She was also really happy to see how supportive my father is and told me she was very happy for me.
The Surgeon (Cusenz) came in. He had me stand up and drew on my chest. I found, in the office, Dr. Cusenz was very professional and business like, but also quite personable. In the surgery centre, however, he really made me feel relaxed and confident.
After that, I signed a consent waiver and then the anethesiologist gave me something that was to start relaxing me before surgery. Technically I was still conscious for a little bit after that but honestly I don’t remember a thing until I woke up in the recovery room.
My dad told me that the surgery took a little under two hours. The doctor went out to talk to him and let him know that everything went well. My dad was waiting for me when I woke up. Surgery started at 7.30 and I was feeling well enough by about 11.00.
When I woke up, I wasn’t nauseous and wasn’t really hurting. I had some apple juice and graham crackers and a pain pill. The nurse emptied the drains and showed me how to do it and record it. I felt fine on the ride, even hungry. Once I got home, I was told to take a naseua pill, but after walking upstairs, I felt kind of shaky. I had a glass of orange juice, a banana, and then went to sleep for a while. I had to empty the drains twice so fair. The right side filled up a lot after the first one, though it didn’t have much in it when the nurse emptied it. The draining has slowed a lot now.
After I woke up from my nap, I was hungry, which was a good sign. I can move around, but I feel kind of tired and a little shaky staying standing for too long.
Mostly I’m just sitting and reading. Watching a movie now. It’s not too bad.
Over all, I’m feeling great. Definitely relieved that it’s all (basically) over. I’m excited about getting the drains removed in a week and seeing what I look like. It’s really strange though thinking that there’s about 30 minutes I can’t remember at all and strange to think how quickly it feels like I went from being pre-op to post-op! It’s crazy.