Thursday, March 25, 2010

nom nom nom

mom, dad, and i had an impromptu, and awfully yummy tasting dinner tonight. we had some unexpected news from our wedding caterer that has us doing a bit of shopping around. we're not sure that we're going to make any changes but want to make sure that we're making the right decision. i called around and got in touch with jo, the catering manager at berryhill baja grill here in the woodlands. she invited us over for dinner tonight, and i have to admit... it was SO good. unexpectedly good. :)
we tasted (clockwise from the left): the seafood del mar, spinach and corn tamales, pork tamales with mole sauce, and beef and chicken fajitas. we also tried to three different soups they have. i think we were all really blown away at how good it was. we met the manager on duty tonight, fransisco. he was incredibly hospitable and treated us to an excellent meal. way to go berryhill, you really exceeded all of our expectations!

i also got my hair highlighted today! i think it looks pretty schnazzy :) i went up to the aveda institute in the woodlands which i absolutely love! i got my entire head highlighted by a student for half what i would have paid if i had gone to any other salon. kady did an excellent job and worked really hard to make sure that i was happy. if you're ever in the area give them a call and schedule an appointment! ask for kady if you remember. its so much more blonde and summery than before. i love it! i just hope t will like it... picking him up tomorrow, yay!!!!!! (ps. i was parked in the parking lot of the salon while taking this photo. promise there was no photo taking while driving!)

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

normalcy

i'm finally starting to feel normal again. with the exception of being sore and moving slowly, i really feel like i did before the pain started. i am SO happy and relieved that i'm finally on the upswing and can just focus on healing. so many people have spent so much time thinking of me, praying for me, taking care of me (thanks mom!), and just being really really good to me and i am SO thankful for everyone.

this is the first picture that i've taken of myself since surgery and i feel like i can see the healthy, happy, and worry-free me that i was before all of this mess.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

friends


no picture today. not sure how i missed that. so i'm stealing from facebook. :)

i spent a wonderful afternoon and evening with m, my bestest friend and maid of honor. it was so good to see her. i wish we lived closer, but at least being at my moms house i'm pretty close. we went and ate crawfish and hammed it up tonight. i honestly dont think anyone makes me laugh like she does, and while thats usually a really good thing, post-op laughing hurts more than anything else i've done. it figures that sometime so awesome would hurt the most. i really cant wait to heal.

getting out

my mom was helping out at the softball game today so i thought i'd join her. i've been going stir crazy and the fresh air really did me a lot of good.

it was bizarre being out here. the last time i played on this field was in 98 as a freshman in highschool. right after this we moved to jakarta and i havent been on this field since.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

post op


it is my fifth day post-op and i'm finally starting to feel a little bit more normal. i've been able to get up and move around a bit, and my pain is much more manageable than i expected. maybe it's the overwhelming sense of relief that its all over and done with. now all i have to do is heal.

i ended up being delayed in surgery, and didn't get wheeled back until about 43o pm. t and i were able to spend some time together in the holding area which was nice. the anesthesiologist was exceptionally nice and we spoke at length about all kinds of random, non surgery related things before it was my time to go. i honestly think she was glad to be able to just hang out and talk while we were all waiting for the OR to open up. when it was finally time to go back t gave me a big hug and kiss, told me that he loved me, and my anesthesiologist gave me a dose of versed. i could feel it taking effect. it felt like the anxiety and anticipation i was feeling literally fell out of my body through my toes and i was able to relax. i remember dr. jurney being there with dr. beard as i was wheeled out of the pre-op area. i'd never met dr. beard before and i remember telling her something like, "hi there! nice to meet you, just wish it was better circumstances." i was definitely feeling goofy from the versed at this point. i remember scooting onto the OR table, looking over at the two docs sitting at a table to my right, and wishing them good luck :) they had a good giggle over this. the anesthesiologist (i really wish i remembered her name!!) asked me if i was ready to go to sleep, i told her i was, she placed the oxygen mask over my face... and the next thing i knew i woke up in recovery.
recovery wasn't too bad. i woke up with an oxygen mask on, asking for t. i knew he had to get to the airport shortly and really wanted to see him before he left. he came back and it was the best feeling ever. he was so sweet and comforting. even with the pain, i felt SO much better after seeing him. they took the oxygen mask off pretty quickly, and about 20 minutes later i started to feel like i had an elephant sitting on my chest. my chest was so tight and i really felt like i was working hard to breathe. i told the nurse and she placed me on a nasal canulla. this helped a lot, i felt a lot better. although now i understand why our NICU babies are always ripping those things out. they tickle!
they had a tough time getting my pain under control initially. they gave me fentanyl iv, which worked but wore off quickly. they tried morphine next. that made me want to climb the walls. i should have known that it would, but at this point i just wanted to stop hurting. my dad had morphine once when he was in the hospital and it made him so anxious that he couldnt stop moving. it was around 7pm and the nurses changed shifts. the nurse that i'd initially come back from the OR to was nice and looked very young. i shouldnt have, but i wanted to ask her how long she'd been doing this for. i probably did, just dont remember : ) i do remember as she was leaving telling her that she was a super star and got an A+ for awesome nursing care. haha i'm a nerd. the new nurse that came in took one look at me with the morphine and told me that she recommended trying demerol. this woman was magic. it was the first time post-0p that i'd really been comfortable. if the other girl got an A+, this girl definitely deserved extra credit. i drifted in and out of sleep until about 9pm.
when i woke up all i could think about was calling t before his flight took off. i asked the nurse if there was a phone that i could use in the unit because my mom's cell phone didn't have any service. she told me there was but that it was on the other side of the unit. i told her that i didn't care and that i'd get there however it took as she was telling me that all i had to do in order to leave was to pee! hah i thought, thats easy! out of sheer determination to call t i got myself up (after almost passing out twice), went potty (i had to think about it really hard), and got to talk with t before he took off. :)
after this i got dressed, with a lot of help, and got to go home. i layed flat in the acura the entire way home with all the bumps and turns. 24 hour walgreens was open so that i could get my pain meds before going to sleep, and we were at my parents house around 1030pm. talk about a long day.

Monday, March 15, 2010

its finally surgery day

i have to admit that i'm slightly terrified. i've wanted to get here SO bad, but now that its actually the day, and the time is coming up, i am so scared.
as a nurse i'm used to being completely aware of what is going on around me, (hopefully) in control of the situation, and confident in my own decision making. this is a complete 180 from what i am used to. i'm in a hospital i'm unfamiliar with. i'm the patient checking in. i have nurses starting my iv and pca's taking my vital signs.
i walked in to check in, anticipating filling out some paperwork and having a seat to wait for t and my family to arrive (we were running a little late and they dropped me off and went to park). what i got was an armband placed around my arm over the counter and directions through the double doors to be placed in a hospital room. a hospital room!!!!!! i almost cried. it all seemed so fast that i was sure i'd be put in the back, not able to hug and kiss my family, and whisked off to surgery before i knew it. i really should have known better, but panic is not a state of mind in which i think logically.
i can finally say that i understand how my patient's families feel. the uncertainty, not knowing what the outcome will be. hoping and praying that you just wake up after its all over and that it doesnt hurt too much when you do.
i'm hoping that they dont have to remove my right ovary. my doctor has assured me that she will do everything she can to avoid this and i trust her.
wish me luck and see you when its all over!