Thursday, February 24, 2011

The Aftermath Part 1

My surgery today was a success. Yes its 1am and I'm awake but the anesthesia is finally wearing off and I can stand up without wanting to barf...well maybe still a little. I've been sleeping on and off since around 5 in the afternoon.

So far the worst part of surgery was waiting for 4 hours in the surgical office before, coming out of the anesthesia and the car ride. I didn't think the anesthesia would make me so sick and I didn't think I would make it home without puking.

I was given a tip by the nurse (after the fact of course) that if you suffer from motion sickness and have to have surgery you should tell the anesthesiologist because they can add stuff to the medication during surgery so you don't get nauseous afterward...if you don't tell them no amount of anti-nausea meds will help you they just send you home with some crackers, ginger ale, a barf tray and a prayer that you make it.

Oh, but first you have to survive the wheelchair ride from hell.
I'm not the biggest puker in the world, but if you are...beware! My question is, "Wouldn't it be nice for the doctors to ask you that simple question beforehand?" They ask you every other question known to man! This one simple question would be so worth asking.

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