Well, its all done and over with. Finally! The nurses had some problems getting the IV into my tiny veins so I've got stick marks on both hands and it hurt like HECK! I've got a pretty high tolerance for pain too. After the IV was in they put these massage things on my legs to keep the blood flowing then brought Randy back to see me for a little bit before taking me back into the operating room. Once in the OR they switched me to the table, put my arms straight out and put something in my IV to "relax" me. It made my hand very cold then the room started spinning and I don't remember anything else. I know after it was all over and I was coming out from sedation I could hear one of the nurses telling me it was all over and I did great. Then I just started freaking out. I wanted up off the table, I wanted to sit up and roll over but they wouldn't let me. I fought with them and they strapped me down and knocked me out again. The next thing I knew I was in recovery. I have no idea why I fought them or why I wanted to sit up. It was weird, like being in a dream world. I kept apologizing to the nurses and they just said I did great. No one talked about what happened when I first came out of sedation so I'm not even sure if it was real. It doesn't seem like me at all.
I got home at 3pm and went straight to sleep. Today I feel great. A little sore and my shoulder keeps hurting but still, that's not bad for just having part of my guts removed right? Here is a picture of my lovely iodine, bandage covered, tubby tummy.
Don't mind the blood...sorry.