The New Me!

Okay, so I am now 4 days post-op and down 4 lbs from my date of operation weight and 11 lbs from my 1 week pre op/pre liquid diet weight.  I am averaging about a 1 lb per day weight loss.  I have to admit, It has been a roller coaster ride thus far.  The first day absolutely was terrible.  Let me preface this by saying that it started out with a text message from Christina whom I will mention more later in this blog.  She texted me at about 6am to tell me she was thinking about me and to wish me luck.  "She's the best friend I ever had, and I love her...."  The surgery was postponed an hour as my Dr. had an impromptu meeting to attend ...?  The the surgery was underway by 8:30am.  Waking up from the surgery, I was in an immense amount of pain.  The only words I could even say at that point-and believe you me I said it over and again-was "It hurts."  Once I was connected to the morphine pump and got some of it built up in my system, it was much more bearable.  Chris came back to the hospital and stayed with me for about 2 hours then headed home.  My Grandpa arrived shortly after and stayed with me in my morphine stupor for about 2 1/2 hours.  I was so out of it, I would slip in and out of consciousness mid sentence without even realizing I had slipped under again.  He was so understanding.  It was nice to not be alone.  It was about an hour after he got there that the nausea set in.  Every time I would get out of bed to use the restroom, I was hit with an overwhelming wave of it.  It was as bad as morning sickness, only when my body tried to purge whatever was making me feel sick, nothing came out as I was completely empty.  It was followed each time with a case of the most painful hick-ups you could imagine. Now remember, I have 6 abdominal incisions and my insides have all just been surgically rearranged, so dry-heaving was no walk in the park.  They finally gave me some Zofran after about 5 episodes of this.  Day 2 was much better.  Still a lot of pain and some of the nausea, but not to the extent of the day before.  I had 3 visitors-my longtime best girlfriend, Christina arrived with a beautiful card and Tulip plant with 3 blooming pink tulips.  She is my "Idgie."  She provided some well needed comic relief as she always knows just what to say to make me feel better.  Then came my longest high school friend, and truly one of my soul mates, Mike.  He came in bearing the best hug I had gotten in a while, also well needed at the moment, and stayed for about 5 hours visiting with me.  The day ended with Justin-the boy I went to prom with, but have always been too good of friends with to ever be more than friends.    I was just getting the handle on the morphine pump when they d/c'd it and gave me liquid vicodin....bleh!  Each day since has proven to be easier than the last and I would not change getting this surgery for anything.  I am sticking to my decision-as if I had a choice now-but I am also happy with my decision.  More to come later.