I check into the hospital at 5:30am. I first have some more labs
done. I go back into the Same Day Surgery department where all my vitals are
taken. I am then led into a room and told to change into a gown and socks. Once
I do all this, the nurse comes into the room and we begin the real fun. She
starts this process off easy by going over my health history and asking me
questions. I get compression socks hooked up to my legs, this prevents blood
clots from forming until I can get up and walk. I then have to take some heartburn
medication for my reflux; this stuff tastes pretty dang awful. Once all this is
done, it is time to start the IV. She tries three times. Another nurse comes in
and tries 3 times. Then the Anesthesiologist comes in and he takes the gold. He
tries 7 before he gets a tiny vein in my hand on the eighth try. In the middle
of all this pain and chaos at 6:00 in the morning, Dr. Rasmussen comes in and
signs a couple papers in my chart, makes sure I haven’t changed my mind and
answers some more questions from my nervous parents. After he leaves the room,
the OR nurse comes in talks to me for a minute and then leaves. Then an OR tech
comes in and puts a hat over my hair. All of this happens while I am still
being poked. At this point I have been poked so many times that I am getting
nauseous. The Anesthesiologist notices this and puts a patch behind my ear to
help with the nausea. Once he gets the IV in (14 sticks in total) he instantly
gives me versed. I don’t remember anything after this and I hate it. I hate not
being in control of things I do or say. I don’t remember saying goodbye to my
parents, being wheeled out of the room, or even going into the OR.
The surgery starts at 8:00am (I am a ½ hour delayed due to
the IV issues) and lasts pretty close to 4 hours. My poor parents sit in a
waiting room this entire time, waiting to hear good news. Dr. Rasmussen comes
out and talks to them after the surgery is over. The surgery went very well.
They were able to remove most of the stomach and create a new stomach pouch
that is about the size of 2 thumbs (1 thumb bigger than anticipated, Yippee). The
hiatal hernia was smaller than anticipated so they were able to just pull it
back down and staple it. The new roux limb is now 40cm which is exactly how
long Dr. Rasmussen wanted it. I am now what my family calls gutless. I will
have a leak test done in the morning. He is anticipating my stay to be 3-4
days.
Flowers and balloons filled my room!!
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