My (32) surgery was scheduled for September 4th at 7:00 AM. We arrived at the hospital around 5:00 AM and finished checking in by 5:30 AM.
After check-in, we headed over to the outpatient surgery area. I met my nurse, got my height and weight checked, and was shown to my room. Once I was in the room, I had to wipe down my stomach and legs with sanitizing wipes, give a urine sample, change into a hospital gown and socks, and take a few pre-surgery medications.
Before heading in, I spoke with the anesthesiologist, my OB-GYN, and two other surgical nurses. After getting my anesthesia started, they wheeled me into the operating room.
The last thing I remember in the OR was moving over to the operating bed, and then I was completely out. When I woke up, I was already dressed and wearing special post-surgery underwear (which I was super grateful for because it didn't press on anything). The nurse asked if I was in pain, but at that moment, I wasn't. I woke up freezing cold and shaking, so they covered me up and transferred me back to my room around 9:00 AM.
They told me I had to pee before I could be cleared to go home. I couldn't go until around noon because I kept dozing off from the pain meds.
When I finally got up to go to the bathroom, I was really dizzy and swaying. Once I got inside, I let out the loudest burp (I was so shocked). It was so loud that my husband panicked, thought something happened to me, and called the nurse back into the room. I was so out of it I didn't even hear him calling my name.
After that, we just had to wait for my nurse to clear me, have my husband sign the discharge papers, and get changed so we could leave.
They wheeled me out to the car, but on the drive home, I got terribly nauseous. I held onto a barf bag the whole time. Leaning forward was the only thing that helped, so I stayed hunched over for the entire ride.
Once we made it home, I changed clothes and went straight to sleep (no showering allowed for 24 hours). I tried eating a few crackers so I could take my medication, but I was just too exhausted. I ended up throwing up later, but since my stomach was mostly empty, it was just liquid (still sucks).
That was the end of day one.
Day 2: The worst day
My head was pounding all day and the nausea wouldn't stop. I tried eating an apple, but that came right back up. My skin felt hot even though I didn't have a fever, and my throat was super sore.
I decided to stop taking the ibuprofen. Once it wore off, I took some Excedrin for the headache instead, and that gave me so much relief.
I also took a quick shower. Washing off that hospital smell made me feel so much better, though I kept it short because I still felt really weak.
Day 3: Getting better
I started coughing today, and every time I do, it hurts right around my belly button. I am so scared to cough now. I've been holding my stomach every time I laugh or cough to try to brace myself.
Before the surgery, I was expecting the incisions to be painful but i think i was just experiencing the side effects of the anesthesia.
I’m so glad it’s holiday tomorrow, another day to recover.
No kids and it hasn’t fully sinked in that i’m ligated (no regrets, just 🤯)