Wednesday, April 07, 2004
~More On the Twists, Turns and Burns of Life~
Ok, let me pick up where I left off...I got scheduled for surgery at 7:30 pm on last Wednesday night. You know the routine...don't eat or drink...well, I hadn't had a darn thing alllllllllll day long and thought I would end up swallowing my tongue from cotton mouth!
I go the hospital, check in...go to the pre-op area...oh...yes, the nurse says...and what are you here for...I start sinking right then...as I utter the words ummmmmm....butt surgery...she says...what kind of surgery....well butt surgery...she looks at me and I sort of lean towards her and say in a very quiet voice...you know...hemorrhoid surgery...she sort of gasps a little and says...oh, you poor thing...I just died laughing...she was right I was hurting and I felt like a poor little kitty out there on the sidewalk somewhere just waiting for someone to take me home and make me better.
So once I said the dreaded "H" word to her, I felt like I was free...whee...just free! Every person that came in to do stuff to me wanted to know what I was having done and I proudly said...butt surgery...hemorrhoids...hurt's like h*ll and can't wait to be fixed up!
Lady came to draw blood...and innocently asks what I'm having done...well...since ya asked...butt surgery...hemorrhoids...hurt's like h*ll and can't wait to be fixed up!
Someone else came to go over paperwork and again I proudly announce...butt surgery...hemorrhoids...hurt's like h*ll and can't wait to be fixed up!
The sleep doc comes and before he says too much...I say...Yes, I'm Angie...I'm having butt surgery...hemorrhoids...hurt's like h*ll and can't wait to be fixed up...and by the way doc, can you give me something cuz' I'm a nervous wreck...and he seemed surprised that I didn't want a spinal block! My reply, what, you're kidding right? People take a spinal block for this and let you put their butts up for all to see, retractors pulling it apart and don't care...well...not this lady...you best knock me out or I will talk you to death in the or...my dh, mom and son all chime in that it's best to knock me out...they promised him...hehe!
After a few stabs and jabs, I got a lovely IV started and was wheeled into the or at exactly 7:29pm...how's that for timely!
The last thing I remember was my sleep doc telling me to pick a really good dream and he would be right there with me the entire time, not to worry, I'd be ok...I know I had tears rolling down my face because I was so scared...he wiped my tears and put his hand on my shoulder...he patted my shoulder as he put the mask on and a nurse held my hand until I was asleep...there is nothing better than being put to sleep by very compassionate people...I consider myself very lucky and know that God was right there with them and me...God chose those people to be on call that night and knew that they would comfort me!
Another Chapter Later...You're wondering if this will ever end...it will I promise ;) posted by Angie @ 4/07/2004 09:56:26 PM
Ok, let me pick up where I left off...I got scheduled for surgery at 7:30 pm on last Wednesday night. You know the routine...don't eat or drink...well, I hadn't had a darn thing alllllllllll day long and thought I would end up swallowing my tongue from cotton mouth!
I go the hospital, check in...go to the pre-op area...oh...yes, the nurse says...and what are you here for...I start sinking right then...as I utter the words ummmmmm....butt surgery...she says...what kind of surgery....well butt surgery...she looks at me and I sort of lean towards her and say in a very quiet voice...you know...hemorrhoid surgery...she sort of gasps a little and says...oh, you poor thing...I just died laughing...she was right I was hurting and I felt like a poor little kitty out there on the sidewalk somewhere just waiting for someone to take me home and make me better.
So once I said the dreaded "H" word to her, I felt like I was free...whee...just free! Every person that came in to do stuff to me wanted to know what I was having done and I proudly said...butt surgery...hemorrhoids...hurt's like h*ll and can't wait to be fixed up!
Lady came to draw blood...and innocently asks what I'm having done...well...since ya asked...butt surgery...hemorrhoids...hurt's like h*ll and can't wait to be fixed up!
Someone else came to go over paperwork and again I proudly announce...butt surgery...hemorrhoids...hurt's like h*ll and can't wait to be fixed up!
The sleep doc comes and before he says too much...I say...Yes, I'm Angie...I'm having butt surgery...hemorrhoids...hurt's like h*ll and can't wait to be fixed up...and by the way doc, can you give me something cuz' I'm a nervous wreck...and he seemed surprised that I didn't want a spinal block! My reply, what, you're kidding right? People take a spinal block for this and let you put their butts up for all to see, retractors pulling it apart and don't care...well...not this lady...you best knock me out or I will talk you to death in the or...my dh, mom and son all chime in that it's best to knock me out...they promised him...hehe!
After a few stabs and jabs, I got a lovely IV started and was wheeled into the or at exactly 7:29pm...how's that for timely!
The last thing I remember was my sleep doc telling me to pick a really good dream and he would be right there with me the entire time, not to worry, I'd be ok...I know I had tears rolling down my face because I was so scared...he wiped my tears and put his hand on my shoulder...he patted my shoulder as he put the mask on and a nurse held my hand until I was asleep...there is nothing better than being put to sleep by very compassionate people...I consider myself very lucky and know that God was right there with them and me...God chose those people to be on call that night and knew that they would comfort me!
Another Chapter Later...You're wondering if this will ever end...it will I promise ;) posted by Angie @ 4/07/2004 09:56:26 PM
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