So Far, So Good

I'm feeling pretty good right now. Not much pain, but I've been keeping up on the Lortab. I feel like a fluffy little pillow because I'm wrapped in so much dressings right now. I can't get them wet until I see the doctor and that's not until Friday. For anyone who knows me, you know that's going to be the hardest part for me. I HATE being stinky and dirty. I can't get going in the morning until I shower. It's like my cup of Joe. Ryan has promised to help me bathe and wash my hair for me. :( He has been soooooooo thoughtful so far. What a good nurse he is. I think it's probably a really good thing that I can't see what I look like because of all of the dressings. It probably would freak me out quite a lot.

On the way to the hospital I started getting really nervous. It suddenly seemed very real. The new hospital is AMAZING! I have never seen a place so hi-tech. It was kind of a funny contrast to the little old grandpa doing my surgery. He is way cute. He came in with his little tape measure and started drawing all over me. He asked Ryan to eye-ball whether or not his markings looked level. I have already informed Ryan that he is going to now be personally responsible if I end up lop-sided. J/K.

When they took me back to the OR they started giving me several different medications that did different things. The first one made my face feel all numb like I had just gotten a shot of Novocain from the dentist. The second one made me feel super trippy. The anesthesiologist told me that's what it feels like to be high. If that's true, I am VERY happy that I never decided to experiment with drugs. It was not a good feeling! After that he told me I would be sleepy and that's the last thing I remember. I was kind of looking forward to counting down from 10 and only making it to #9, but I didn't get to do that. That was at about 12:30 and I didn't wake up until 5:05. Quite a long surgery. Ryan blogged about his experience. You can read about it here if you would like.

My mother-in-law was a saint and watched the girls for us from 10:45 until after 7:00. Thanks Cindy. I owe you BIG TIME. Also my ward brought in a dinner. It was delicious. I don't know what you'd call it, but it was a braided bread loaf, stuffed with spinach and bacon and all kinds of deliciousness Why can't I cook like that? I'm not sure who cooked that for us, so thank you whoever you are. I'll ask the R.S. president who it was, or if it was one of my readers, let me know if it was you. Maybe I can get the recipe. I tried to drill Cindy for a description, but we came up short.

I'm pretty tired now. I think I'll page Ryan and have him help me get ready for bed. He gave me his laptop to watch a movie on in bed. (I just watched 27 Dresses. It was really cute) I hate feeling so completely useless and helpless, but I guess I had better get used to it or else it's going to be a very long week.

Thanks again for all the support of my family and friends and all of the encouraging words you have given me. Good night.