Post-Op Update

Sorry but there will be no pictures! It would make grown adults run screaming so I will spare you that. So it will be 2 weeks since surgery this Tuesday and I'm finally feeling like a normal person again just 4 pounds lighter on the top (plus an extra 10 lbs thats disappeared, I think it has to do with the fact that I'm still not eating). I would love to say that I would do it again and give me a couple of weeks and I might be saying that but there have definitly been some moments in the last couple of days that I've thought I was absolutly out of my mind. I guess I thought I would bounce right back and be on my feet and going within 3 or 4 days ( I believe those were my exact words to my colleagues). I found out how wrong I was on about Thursday when the morphine had completly worked out of my system.

As for the hospital experience, I can't leave that out. It started out well. Myself and my old bra got into a hospital gown at 6:00 got rolled back to pre-0p (me balling for some reason and my bra hanging out on the pillow beside me) to greet anethesia. As I knew beforehand I don't have good veins in fact the nurse the week before who pre-registered me reminded me of that very fact. It took 2 nurses and the anthesiologist (told you I would get my money out of everyone), plus about 4 pokes to finally get a "good" vein. Little did they know that the little vein that was so good beforehand would let me know at 1:00 am the next day! After that ordeal, my wonderful plastic surgeon came in, verified we had the old bra, and then used me as a drawing board. Now you ask why he needed the old bra??? He apparently puts it back on instead of wrapping you in ace bandages to try and keep the pressure and swelling down. My grandmother thought it was because he had a weird fetish and he hung them on his walls!

My surgery began at 8:00 and I was done and out by 10:30 and in my room by Noon, drains, new boobs, and all! All I really remember was someone asking how I felt and my reply was "when are they going to move the mack truck off of me". The rest of the day went well because I had a trust little friend called the morphine pump. He lit up for me every 10 minutes so that I could be a happier more comfortable person. About 10:00 though it was decided that my anthesia from surgery was wearing off and the morphine was only taking the edge off my pain so the time was decreased from 10 minutes to 6 minutes. I got to enjoy that for 3 hours until I went to push it and my arm starting burning. I then noticed it was a little puffy around my IV site so I call the nurse whom doesn't come till about 1:30 (good thing I wasn't dying) . It was decided that my IV had blown and needed to be moved but no one on the floor wanted to do it so they called the head nurse on duty in to try and administer a new IV. After 3 unsuccesful attempts, 2 really ugly bruises that look like I shoot up, no IV was inserted and I went on oral pain meds and antibiotics. That would have still been great had the nursed adminstered it in a timely manner. Instead of getting my meds every 4 hours I went from 5:00-8:00 am with no pain meds at which time the doc comes into remove my drains. TWO WORDS: MAJOR PAIN! I could have handled the drain removal with trusty little morphine pump but with no meds I was a big wimp and almost passed out and screamed and cried uncontrollably. He figured out what was going on and assured me that a nurse would be right down with my meds. I think they double dosed me to calm me down and I slept for 3 hours straight before I went home with 3 diffrent pain meds, an antibiotic, sleeping pill, anti-nausea meds, and lots of neosporin and gauze.

All in all it's not been horrible but again I still look like Frankenstein slightly under my shirt. THE BIG PLUS: I've been able to wear nothing but cami's, no bra. I thought he was joking when he said I would be able to go braless but people I really can, it's AWESOME!!!!

Sorry if I rambled but hopefully you get the picture (but not really)! Thanks again for all the prayers and support. Everyone has been great. I was well fed for several days and had lots of visitors (whoever brought me the stomach bug I was not so appreciative of but glad you visited).

Love ya.

Jordan