Originally Posted by
stacyr
Hey girl - I completely understand your feelings!! Right now i'm in paranoia mode that i'll need another surgery etc... after all we have been through its so hard to relax and purely think positively - I try - but as a means of protecting myself I feel like I can't get too excited...So here's the whole story - so u get an idea...
6:45am I arrived at the hospital and went through the check-in process...They take blood , have u put on the attractive hospital clothes and booties etc. Then they had me in a room w-husband answering questions/filling out papers, around 8am they came to get me..thats when hubby wasn't allowed to come. They took me and another woman - walked up the elevator & down several FREEZING long hospital hallways - I felt like I was going to the morgue - the area was so far back and so cold...then they sit us in seats outside 2 "office" rooms. A receptionist called us one at a time and asked us questions - then waiting - me and the woman began to chat - we were both nervous - she was there for a brest operation...we were in about being female :-) anyways then a nurse came & called me in the office; she said she was the nurse blah, blah blah..then the anestesiologist...etc. Then my doctor came...He told me that he was only going to do laparoscopy if it was completely necessary (i.e. if the scar tissue had hardened and was difficult to remove) anyway - few minuets later they came for me and walked me to surgery room...(doctor gave a warm "welcome" like I was walking in his living room - ) They had me ly on the table - I got a little worried when dr asked nurse if she had ever dont one before because she didn't know how to re-arrange the table for my operation so the doctor did it himself..I didn't get the feeling she had ...ahhhh...but I was also relieved that I had the kids of doctor that didn't need to rely on the nurse and was willing to do things u usually don't see doctors doing himself :-) Anyways - little conversation - needles in the back of my hand and I was OUT! (they didn't even have me count or anything...) I don't know what time that was but I guess around 8:30ish...I woke up in a bed in the recovery room at 10:15 (I was facing the clock when I woke up so I saw the exact time) The doctor was speaking to me but I was so groggy I didin't really understand anything he said to me...I remember thinking to myself - oh at least i'll get home by noon...Finally when I got up up she asked how i felt - I told her I was a little crampy so she said ok - I heard something about a drug - no Idea what it was but I felt GREAT at that point...She said to go home I had to pee first....I felt like I had to go...but I went, tried & couldn't...The nurse took my temperature which was apparently VERY low - (I was shivering) she bundled me up w- 8 blankets and a heater and got me some hot decaf coffee...After that I sat there for about an hour talking and laughing with the nicest nurse (Denise) I have ever met! As I said - I felt No pain :-) after the hour I tried to pee again...I was just getting restless...I wanted to see my husband...but I still couldn't...this was now 2-decafs later...she told me I could be moved to the recovery downstairs where my husband could meet me...While getting in the wheelchair the doctor came in with another patient he had finished operating on...I had a chance to speak to him awake - he said the surgery went well...that he didn't need the laparoscpy but I really had needed the surgery cause my uterus was completely blocked w-scarring...ok - a bit relieved...I went downstairs they brought my husband to the room and here the peeing became a major issue...5 coffee cups 3 glasses of water and a cup of apple juice and I still couldn't pee...I got really pissed when I saw the woman who had surgery AFTER me come down get up pee and leave w-her husband...3 tries later I finally got a few drops out ( remember I was scared & unable to push because of the balloon) they told me I was cleared to go...so in the snowstorm we caught a cab home at two in the afternoon...Hubby went to get me the meds...I was miserable with the pee situation (NOT knowing it was a UTI - I thought it was surgery related) but other that that the drugs were still working so I was a little 'silly' - I watched a few movies w-hubby and went to bed...During the night I woke up several times w-MAJOR urine issues! all day thursday I stayed on the toilet cause I was dying...finally friday morning at 7am I called the doctors...I finally figured out I had a UTI and it was not surgery causing this...They called in a perscription after an hour of begging & fighting with the nurse who wanted me to come in to give a sample...and finally yelled at her "lady I am calling you from the toilet! I will not make it on a train down there...and I just had surgery two days ago and I'm supposed to be in bed!!!" she tells me how dr is gunna want me to come...I yelled to JUST ASK HIM! and she called me back 5 minuets later like "he said ok - do you have a pharmacy number" anyways - the medicine started to kick in around saturday...still feels a little off - but in all seriousness I didn't feel anything more then minor cramps from the surgery - maybe it was so overshadowed by the uti that i didn't feel it...
Saturday night - the tube attached to the balloon started falling out a little - I freaked - lisa heads up this apparently happens alot - dr said to push it back in - I had hubby do it cause I was so freaked....what if I do damage..etc...
Yesterday - went to have the balloon removed - now this was a surprise!! girl - watch out ma...this kinda hurt....I felt so much going on down there I asked to see it when it was finally out...THIS THING WAS HUGE!!! not the balloon - that was deflated...the tube connected...I swear I can't believe all that was inside me...anyways - last night I had terrible cramps - funny - after the giant thing is out I got cramps...I had slowed down on bleeding (which i've been doing since the operation..feels like way too much cause its been since may w-no period..but in reality its just like a normal flow w-extra mucus (sorry to be graphic) anyways I started getting paranoid - like they took the balloon out too soon and its closing up and sealing together again...I didn't relax till I saw some more blood today...I'm so scared...I NEED this to have worked.... I can't go through any more....So now i'm crampy and anxious - it'll be two weeks till the followup scan and I am so scared...In reality Iit won't be till my march period that this will be really over...if all goes well...so the waiting is still continued...yet more hopeful....In the meantime - TWO girls I know just announced they are pregnant - and even have the same due date etc...I am happy for them - it just hurts so much!