WARNING THERE IS A PICTURE BELOW OF MY FOOT WITH STITCHES.
I had my surgery last week on Friday the 17th. I was scheduled for 10am and so I had to be there by 8am. Lance and I dropped our kids off at my incredible friend Anne's house for the day and then drove to the hospital. I was pretty nervous since I have never gone into surgery before.
Lance dropped me off around 8:15 and then I was taken back to change into the beautiful hospital gown and wait for my turn to go in while sharing the same room with 15 other people waiting to go into surgery.
I waited until 10:15 (while reading the last Eragon book) and was then whisked into anesthesia to get started. I think I was asked my medical history about 4 different times and got 3 different bracelets saying who I am and what I am allergic to. They told me that I was a level one in health (which they said that they never get) and was very healthy. Everyone kept asking if I was an athlete; I couldn't tell if this was because I was so "healthy" or because I was having surgery on my foot at a young age.
Anywho, my doc then came in and wrote on the foot that he was doing surgery on and the anesthesiologist and his team gave me a "coctail" of drugs to make me woozy. And oh boy did it. I instantly started feeling tipsy and by the time I was in the surgical room I was on my way out.
An hour and a half later I woke up in a room with 10 other people waking up from surgery with my foot bandaged and ready to get out of there. I was told the surgery went great and that I had a followup appointment on Monday.
I have to admit I was really excited to see what my foot looked like. However when I saw it, it looked so different I almost felt like something was wrong because this was NOT what my foot looked like before. I mean the bump was gone and my pinky toe was pointing straighter instead of slightly to the right.
I ACTUALLY started getting really sick to my stomach and a little vertigo. I then broke out into a cold sweat and started having to breathe deeply because I was about to hurl all over my foot and then pass out while he was re-dressing my foot. Kind of embarrassing but I made it through without throwing up or passing out. I did have to sit down for a little bit in the waiting room.
My Step Mom has been here since the afternoon of my surgery and had been a huge help. My house has stayed Extremely clean and my kids are happy!