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Friday, February 26, 2010

The mean post-op nurse

Well from the subject you might have guessed that I had the surgery, and if you didn't guess - well I did. On Tuesday morning I went in at 6am and had the surgically assisted rapid palate expander surgery and it sucked. The morning went ok, got to the hospital ok and did all my processing fine. The doctor was a little late, something about a tractor trailer slowing him down. The nurse anesthetist was a girl I went to High School with.

After surgery I woke up and my whole entire head hurt! I asked for my mommy (it's times like these when we revert to childhood) and was told I couldn't see her until I left post-op but I don't remember what I had to do. But she gave me meds and I went back to sleep. Then I woke up again looking for mommy again and was again told I couldn't see her. She was tough, I was pathetic. Finally the pain killers were making me ill and I was actually sitting up when the Dr. S came by who berated the nurse for not having ice on my face. After that I pulled myself together so that I could leave post op and see my Mom and Dad. Probably 2 hours had passed. Then in the get ready to leave area I was still in quite a bit of pain and constantly in and out of sleep. It's all a bit of a blur but once I decided I was ready to go I got a last bit of medicine and then mom helped me get ready to go. I think it was close to 2pm by the time we left. I did get a bit of a chuckle when I was riding through the hospital in the wheel chair with ice packs on my face and people would almost walk into me.

I'm writing this on Friday and am doing ok all things considered. I'll write some more about the experience in the next few days but wanted to give a bit of an update about the surgery and the mean post-op nurse.

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