(Celinde took this in the per-op area before I went in for the operation.)They had me go to a regular room first because they expected me to stay overnight. If the procedure had been done earlier in the day, in all likelihood it would have been done out patient. But because it was so late already – they wanted me to stay the night. I got to my room – Room 452 around 7:15PM and quickly got changed into a hospital gown as the pre-op nurses were calling up for me already. I got on a cart and they took me down to the pre-op area. Once there, the anesthesiologist and oral surgeon meet with me to explain all the risks and had me sign all the consents. Having signed as many consent forms as I had in the prior 3 years for Patty, I didn’t have a lot of questions concerning these consent forms. After that they gave me some Versed and I of course started acting goofy. I remember the cart ride to the OR, moving over to the OR table and then having the mask placed over my face for the general anesthesia. After that I woke up in the recovery room and I felt great. Half of my mouth was stuffed full of gauze so I had a hard time talking but I remember saying goofy stuff to the nurse and just feeling kind of good. The actual procedure only took 40 minutes and I was in the recovery room by 9:00PM. After about 20 minutes I was transported back to room 452. After hanging out for awhile I felt totally awake. The incision didn’t really hurt that much but I could sleep at all, so I asked the nurse for some medication so I could fall asleep. She got some for me and I was out like a light in no time. I was awaken numerous times throughout the night. Since I was post-surgical they were checking my vital signs every hour for the first four hours – which sucked. In the morning I was very anxious to get out of there, but the doctor didn’t come by until almost 11:00AM. He pulled the gauze out of the mouth and told me that the nurses could have done that during the night. Oh well – I survived it. He looked at the incision, changed the dressing and said “Go Home”. Once the nurse got the paperwork together, she pulled out my IV and pointed me towards the door. It was weird in the fact that they didn’t even make me go out in a wheelchair. I have a follow up appointment at the oral surgeon tomorrow. Hopefully things are moving in the right way because I really don’t like dealing with this stuff. I don’t want to have to be operated on again. I don’t want to have to put my family and friends through this again. I think it definitely took a little bit of a toll on Zack as he had a difficult day at school and got himself in a bit of trouble. I can understand – the little boy is having has had to see so much with Patty so I am sure there were lots of worries and concerns in his mind about what might happen to me.
(Self-portrait once I got home.)
Anyway – that is the story of the operation. I am going to sign off now as I really want to get some rest. Once again – thanks for all the calls, e-mails, and concern. It has been greatly appreciated. Thanks and peace to all!