In my last writing I was not feeling so well.  As it turns out my appendix was ruptured.  I had surgery Saturday night.  My co-workers did my surgery.  I was nervous of course but mainly because I knew I would be in pain afterwards.  I have the upmost faith in the people I work with.  We have spent manys nights taking care of badly injured people.  Removing an appendix is childs play for me and my co-workers :) 

The anesthesiologist gave me some really good stuff in my IV called “Versed” it is like drinking about 3 shots of whiskey, it makes you not care and hopefully not remember much.  I really don’t remember going into the operating room.  So I don’t know what kind of stupid things I may have said lol. I asked them later when they came to visit me in my room if I said anything stupid and they said no.  

My surgery was  performed through a scope so I have 3 vary small incisions that I can barely see but definately feel.  Basically we take these hollow tubes and put sharp things inside them and push them through into the abdominal cavity.  Then we can insert instruments and a camera into the belly and we blow the belly up with carbon dioxide (b/c it is non flamable) to give ourselves room to see and work.  The large incision is 12mm.  The other 2 are 5 mm incisions.  

My nurses were very nice and helpful.  I will have to send them a thank you card.  I didn’t like my bed and I kept sleeping in the recliner they had next to the bed and my nurse went and found me another bed Monday moring while I was taking a shower. :)  It was very thoughtful of her. And a much more comfortable.  I did keep playing with things though lol  I couldn’t help it.  I am a nurse.   I screwed up my IV pump twice and had to call for help to reprogram it.  damn pain drugs lol.  They were also nice enough to let me sit at their desk and send some emails to family and friends letting them know I am alive.  Patients are not normally allowed such access.  But I do work in the hospital and have clearance to the computers

My only complaint is that I did not get much sleep unless I was given my pain medicine.  I slept until Sunday night after surgery.  My parents showed up Sunday morning and I remember seeing them.  I remember my mom coming over and kissing me on the forehead and I remember thinking ahhh I feel sooo much better already.  Then I went back to sleep.  But my sleep was constantly interupted.  Either because someone was drawing blood every 8 hours or they were taking my vital signs every hour.  

Some of my friends came to check on me including my boyfriend of course.   He brought me some pretty flowers and my department sent me a gift basket with baloons.   I got home Tuesday morning.  My parents will be staying with me until Thursday.  They want me to go home with them but I don’t want to.  I’m ready for some time alone lol.  Take care and be safe.