First and foremost, thank you all who have been thinking about me, sending good vibes and/or prayers. Your messages, texts, tweets, emails and phone calls have meant so much to me.
This morning, I had what I hope was the last procedure to repair the issues caused from my wisdom tooth extraction in December. I was incredibly nervous, because … well, Murphy’s Law.
At Check In, I was assigned a code number. Michael could use that number to track my progress during the morning. I had to take a picture of this, because one of the MANY things Andrew likes about going to the airport is checking the flight boards. And I have to admit, I love it too.
The procedure lasted a little longer than expected, but everything went well. Because of my history of issues with general anesthesia, I was given some extra meds at the end of the surgery, so that they were in full effect during my recovery. Once I was awake and moved into a post-op room, I was given a list of snack options. For some reason, graham crackers and apple juice sounded like the perfect snack. And for the first time in three months, I used a straw! Ok that doesn’t seem like a big deal, but for me it seemed like an incredible step to recovery!
After what seemed like a very short time, I was discharged. Michael and I seem to have a tradition to go to Perkins for breakfast on hospital days. I am a not doing to complain, because it seems like Perkins is one of the only places in town that has Eggs Benedict on the menu all the time.
After the delicious meal, we dropped my ‘scripts off at CVS, grabbed a few supplies at Meijer, then home to settle me in. Zakary and I put away the groceries, and then settled down to watch an episode of my other favorite Benedict, Sherlock.
After an episode of Sherlock, it was time for a nasal flush. I won’t get into the disgusting details of nasal flushing. If you want to know more, let me know, and I will fill you in…weirdo.
This water has been left on the counter so that it will be at room temp, when I need to use it. On top is my favorite My Little Pony mug currently doubling as a drying station for the flushing bottle.
I made sure that all my supplies were in one place so that if I asked someone help, it wouldn’t have to send one of the guys in 5 different directions to assist.
I made a list to track the times for nasal flushing. This way one of my amazing caretakers would be able to lovingly wake me up for a flush, if I happened to be napping…whatever a nap is. I listed the time flushed in black, and the next flush due in pink. I also set alarms on my phone for every 4 hours that will repeat for the next week.
Not pictured: the list of 10 medicines I am now taking post-op…sigh
Feeling pretty good with residual “good drugs” from the hospital and the recommended first dose of pain meds coursing through my veins, I decided to make Italian bread pizzas while waiting for Michael to get home from picking Andrew up at school, picking up the rest of my prescriptions and getting an oil change. The oil change wasn’t really on the list, but CVS was really backed up. The prescriptions we dropped off at three still weren’t ready at 6, so they needed to kill some time.
Less than 12 hours post-op, I am feeling pretty good. I am not sure if it is just wishful thinking, a great combination of meds, or being optimistic that this ordeal is actually close to being DONE! Whatever it is, I am not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.











