Posts tagged ‘Surgery’

Pituitary birthday!

Today only a quick post: today it’s my pituitary gland birthday. Its new life started exactly one year ago, when it was “freed” by having surgery and removing the adenoma that was annoying it, and since my pituitary gland has been terribly happy and behaving properly, as a normal one.

More health updates with results and figures within a month or so, I promise!

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April 29, 2009 at 12:58 pm 4 comments

Surgery. Day D

06:00 The nurse wakes me up. I’ve slept all night through thanks to the sleeping tablet. He hands me my surgery-gown, underwear (for what!? I have my own!), white stockings (to avoid blood clots forming due to all day lying).

06:10 I try to fit into those stockings. Oh my, they are thight!

06:20 Stockings on, gown on, underwear on (can somebody explain me why do I have to wear such horrible knickers?)

06:30 I take the sedative. I wait in bed. The nurse comes and wheels me on my bed to the operating room. I am calm. I look at the ceiling lights along the corridors, just like in films.

[later] I move from my bed to the surgery couch which is less comfy, actually. They take off my gown and cover me with a warm green towel. I get all kinds of padding under my knees, head, arms… so that I feel more comfortable. It’s not that bad after all. Anesthesia team comes and … nothing else.

(via spooninpants.com)

11:00 I wake up in ICU in my own bed again, with the hospital gown on and with the breathing tube in my mouth. That is fun. I can breathe through my mouth or sucking from the tube, which goes directly to my lungs. Nap. I feel groggy. I fall asleep all the time even if I try very hard to see what the room is like. Nap. I feel it’s terribly cold. Nap. Nurses come and tell me everything is over and I did very well. They ask me stuff, my name, how do I feel… I answer. Nap. I’m freezing, it’s so cold I am shivering. They lay warm towels on top of me and place a heating-fan inside the bed. That warm air is great, actually. I want such a fan for my winter nights, my boyfriend always complains my feet are always ice cold! Nap.

12:00 I wake up in my room. Nap. They’ve removed the tube but I am forced to breathe through the mouth because of the nose packing I am wearing. I feel very tired, but I’m fine. No pain. Nap. Nurses ask me about my vision and pull fingers in front of me: “miss magpie, how many fingers are there here?” and even though I know a normal hand only has 5 fingers, I see around 9. Far away, let’s see, the door of the room: I see one. But things placed close to me, I see them twofold. Nap.

13:30 I feel quite well so I start to tell my parents and bf (and hospital-roommate) about all I can remember, about the white stockings, the hospital knickers, about the wake-up room.. and suddendly I start to throw up. A lot. Apparently I bled a lot during the surgery (everyone bleeds, but I bled more) and there is a lot of dry blood everywhere inside me I have to get rid of. My body has decided the fastest and easiest way: get sick. This is quite tricky as I can’t bend and I have to do it sitting, which is quite anti natural. Anyway, after a while I feel better, I lay, I rest… and I am terribly thirsty!! Nap.

18:00 Did I say I am thirsty!!??!! Nap.

19:00 Hellooo… I have to breathe mouth open, which is tiring, and my mouth gets dry. Besides I am thirsty because I didn’t have anything to drink in the whole day… Nap.

20:00 Hello!! I am thirsty!! I am awake, I still see 9 fingers instead of 5, but I feel well. I don’t throw up anymore. The nurse brings me something like a lollypop but made out of cotton with a lemon flavour. I know it’s lemon because there is a lemon pictured on the box the lollypops live in, but I realise I don’t taste it. I also realise that I don’t feel anything in my palate (behind my upper teeth)… and the cotton lollypop is starting to set my teeth on edge.

(mmm, yummy, yummy!)

20:10 Sleep… Day D is over.

June 11, 2008 at 8:27 am Leave a comment


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