Hoping For the Best!!

All things being equal Fridays surgical adventure turned out pretty good—well, I still have to get the results from pathology but short of a flat out cancer call, I think every thing went OK. I was up at 0430—pretty much as usual except I was NPO but that was not too bad coffee would have been nice. The drive up to the University Hospital was cold but without incident.

My surgery was scheduled for 0730 which meant I had to be at the medical center at 0600. I kind of liked being the first surgery of the day, I don’t have to get in the “wait” which happens when you are behind other folks. We got checked in did he paperwork and we were let to a changing room. I was amused to see my room was #13. Dianne had be wear sweats and a sweatshirt so changing was easy, I got into my gown and hung out a few minutes when things began to happen. A resident popped in, a nice kid from the area. He brought in some solution of some sort and got my IV catheter inserted and this is when I sort of started to get nervous but things were happening way fast by this point in time. My surgeon popped in and said hello and did the general check out and said he would see me on the inside and that was about it. Dianne left me at this point which was unnerving for me since Dianne IS my rock in these type of situations.

The anesthesiologist resident got me going and I don’t remember much after that point except the anesthesiologist attending stopped by and checked me out, seemed to approve and that was about it, I was gone.. I climbed back to conscience about n hour later and I was done. I cooled my heals in “Recovery” for another sixty minutes and Dianne came in and helped me get dressed and we headed for home. I was groggy but not bad, I was exhausted not getting much sleep the night before and my throat hurt where the medical folks had intubated me, my throat hurt like snot but I could swallow enough to eat something. I really wanted an egg mc muffin or something off the MickD’s breakfast menue but by the time we got to the restaurant they were finished serving breakfast—all I was able to get was some fried potato stick which had been cooked for quite some time.
I thought about staying up after I got home but just could not and went down—I napped listened to NPR and enjoyed just being in bed and having the biopsy behind me. Bridget and Anakah came over and spent time with me bringing over KFC, which was greatly appreciated but may have me more harm then good as far as heartburn and indigestion. I finally got up round 1830 and watched TV with Dianne for the remainder of the night.

Saturday I felt good enough to be up and do the grocery shopping, I am having some issues as far as empty my bladder goes, a lot of blood and clotting and I am thinking this is to be expected but sure is frustrating and if we had to pay for the catheters I am using, expensive. I am forcing liquids and trying to remain positive. I can do this. The doc indicated that things looked pretty good and we would just have to wait to see what the path results revealed, but he was pleased to see a better looking bladder the he had seen a couple of weeks before. So it just waiting now and hoping for the best!