Up due to dehydration and mild cramps, but feeling a lot better than I did all of yesterday. It got a little stressful yesterday when I arrived at the hospital for pre-surgery prep. I was running a fever of 101 with no apparent causal symptoms. Except for the reason I was there, I felt fine. That meant I had an infection somewhere. They did blood cultures to make sure that my white cell count wasn't alarmingly elevated. Whatever they found, they decided to go ahead with this because my bleeding was more concerning than the fever.
I explained to the nurse that my veins like to hide at the thought of being violated, which made her laugh and she said she appreciated the warning. I mentioned how the last time I was in Beaumont, 6 years ago, they blew out a vein on the first attempt which left my arm severely bruised from wrist to elbow for a week. The sweet women told me she was going to numb the vein first to make it more comfortable, which I thought was terrific, until a heartbeat later when I realized she'd have to do that with a shot, which she warned me would burn a bit. *shakes head* She found a vein on the first try to get the blood sample but 1/2 to filling the vial, the vein started to collapse. She got just
enough, but had to give the IV to another vein, which went in smoothly, fortunately. My arm looks like I've been mauled, but it doesn't hurt.
I remember going into the OR and looking around and thinking that the OR's on TV are so much fancier, darker, and smaller than that room. Then I remember the anesthesiologist asking me a question and I blinked and was waking up in a different room about 45 minutes later. I felt a bit like my insides had been scraped away, because, well, they were. Brian had a hot Chai waiting for me when he picked me up out front and bought me a Wendy's chicken sandwich and fries on the way home. After putting me to bed with all my favorite things, he went to the store and got stuff for grilled ham and cheese and chicken noodle soup (which I had made and froze 2 weekends ago by divine providence). He also got me apple cider donut holes, and double stuff Oreos. I was in and out of vicodin induced sleep most of the day and relatively uncomfortable while awake.
The doctor told him that they removed an unusually large amount of tissue, which has been sent to the labs for testing. He wants to find out if it's pre-cancerous. Other than that, his only concern was the fever, so he wants me in his office on Wednesday, even though the lab results won't be in for a week. Brian was given a list of signs to watch for in me and instructions to get me back to the hospital if I show any of them. Fortunately, I seem to be on the mend already so I believe I'm out of the danger zone.
Onward to good test results and recover. and...MEMES!
What Kind of Empath Are You?
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You are an Artist Empath, one who creates their own reality and infuses the realities of others with your energy & emotions. You are poetic and sensitive. You turn your feelings into creations and share them with the world. Everything you touch turns to song and is freed by the color of your eyes. Your spirit dances with the winds and paints delight in the evening sky. (from the "Book of Storms" by Jad Alexander at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Empaths/)