Surgery Day

Today surgery is scheduled to excise the mass on the iliac crest on the lower left flank. Strangely we have anticipated this moment for so long that we are relieved it is finally here. Dr. Newman has an incredible reputation and everyone at the hospital is fantastic. From the surgical nurse, who is also the nurse that held my hand as I waited to go into the OR several years earlier after having suffered a miscarriage. She, too comforted me with her stories of survival at the hands of Dr. Newman. I was confident I was in the very best hands, anxious to move past this very long chapter. Scott waited for word from the operating room. Dr. Newman successfully removed the tumor and sent it away to pathology. We were disappointed they didn't do this in the operating room but they didn't and they must have had their reasons.

I woke up in the recovery room to the question, "is your blood pressure usually this low?" How was I supposed to comprehend, nevermind answer a question like that after being under for a few hours!? I muttered something I'm sure they didn't understand. I quickly woke up and wanted to see Scott. An hour later I was in my room. I tried to rest but I just wanted to go home. I was told I needed to eat, drink, walk and pee. I was anxious to get this show on the road. I ate and drank just fine. Several hours later, I was ready to walk. As I sat up I was light-headed but it past. I swung my feet over the bed and again, I was light-headed but it passed. I stood up and I passed out! Luckily, I did everything as I was told and she was ready to catch me. She and Scott caught me before I could get hurt. I bought myself more time in bed, at the hospital.

It was late before we got home. The kids were anxious to see for themselves that I was okay. Scott's mom and my dad held the fort until we arrived. Justin wrote the sweetest note, leaving it on my pillow with a chocolate and water at my bedside. He was so worried and probably didn't know what to be worried about other than this wasn't normal!