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Thursday, 4 August 2011

Checking in...

They let me wear my I Can Do Hard Things and Never Give Up bracelets during the surgery.. I was really, really nervous after not sleeping well and not being able to take any of my medications that would relax me. Once I had a heart monitor I could hear my heart pounding so quickly.

They put me on oxygen and then ran an IV into my left arm. Once the IV was hooked up, I realised I could no longer see any of the monitors clearly, and my world faded to black in about five seconds. I just remember thinking "They didn't even tell me this was when I'd get sedated..."

Next thing you know, I was sitting in the recovery room with my purse in my hand and a nurse told me "NO phone!" (which is what I was looking for).
"But... I need to tweet this..."

The doctor told me he was worried because my heart rate never went down, even when I was put under, and he thinks it's because of my medications. I was really annoyed but couldn't saying anything--my medications KEEP my heartrate normal. NOT taking them makes my heart race and brings on nightmares. So of course if I don't take ANY drugs, my heart rate is going to be sky high. It was pretty obnoxious.

I wasn't anything other than dizzy or sleepy, my mom took me home, I ate ice cream to put something in my stomach so I could take pain pills. The numbness wore off all too soon and the pain was intense, but once the pain pills kicked in I just fell asleep.

So now I am icing my face and watching movies... next up, TANGLED!!! =D

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If nothing ever changed, there'd be no butterflies. ~ Anonymous

Just like the butterfly, I too will awaken in my own time. ~ Deborah Chaskin

We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.
~ Maya Angelou