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I can't believe it was two weeks ago today that I had surgery.  I feel soooo good already.  I get a little bit sleepy in the evenings but other than that, I am feeling more like myself with each day.   Just a couple of days ago I was questioning myself and wondering exactly why I put myself through all of it.  It's amazing what just a few days will do.  Oh and I also got to start eating pureed foods today instead of just liquids, that has helped tremendously!  I was nervous and I even chewed my refried beans, I'm sure I looked like an idiot.  But they were freaking good!  

My incisions are looking great.  The ones that are to the right of my bellybutton (my right) are so tiny, infact I had to look to see where they were after my surgery because I couldn't feel them and I still can't.  The ones on the lower left are still a bit sore, they were much larger so I expect them to be tender for a while.  One of them oozes (eww) but I called my surgeon this morning and the nurse I spoke with said it's normal, just to keep it clean and dry.

I've started my vitamins as well today.  That will take some getting used to and right now I'm only taking two.  I won't be surprised if I'll need more in the future...I'm going to have to really force myself to take these...need some sort of reminder.

Next Monday is my three week check up.  I'm excited to see my progress on the scales at my doc's office (I check mine, just not too often).  After we're done there we're heading to a rented house on the beach for a few days.  I can't wait!  I so need to get out of Louisiana!

It's been a week and one day since my surgery and I'm feeling semi-normal, just tired.  I got my little buddie, my drain, out yesterday.  I'm so glad I saved some of my pain meds to take before hand, it made me a bit loopy so I didn't freak out.  It did however feel like I was having some of my guts pulled out.  YUM.  Anyways, it's gone and I do not miss it!  Now I just have the little steri strips on my incisions and a Spongebob bandaid over my drain incision.

So I thought I'd post about my surgery since it's still fresh in my mind.  It was last Monday, on June 10.  My procedure was scheduled first for the day.  So I had to be there at 5:30 am.  OUCH.  I am NOT a morning person by any means!  Not to mention that we live 75 miles away from the hospital.  So we had to leave eeaarrllyy.  Somewhere along the way, we screwed up on our time and we realized we were going to be at least 20 minutes late.  My husband is in the Army, so he instantly goes into freak out mode and I was doing the same.  I started making phone calls to the hospital and everyone seemed really at ease about it.  By the time we got there it was 5:50.  Several of us got called back to our rooms about five minutes later.  So, in reality, I wasn't really late.  I guess that's their way of ensuring everybody gets there on time, for dorks like me.

I got into my room, threw my gown on and hopped into bed.  Within 10 minutes my IV was dripping and I had my Heparin shot.  The anesthesiologist had been by and I had met the surgical assistant.  I gave my husband a kiss and started getting wheeled out to the OR.  The anesth. had put some good meds in at that point and I remember saying hello to my surgeon, joking around a bit and sliding on to the table.

And then I was waking up to the sounds of heart monitors and nurses discussing patients.  I must have passed out again because I don't remember being moved to my room.  When I finally woke up, I remember being given some pain meds and told to swallow them down with some grape koolaide.  I was petrified of them, they weren't cut up and I felt like I would hurt myself if I took too big of a drink.

That entire first day I was really out of it.  I would start a sentence and pass out.  I would take a drink out of my little medicine cup and pass out.  It was funny.  I did start walking later that afternoon, the gas pains were starting to crawl up under my rib cage and into my back.

That night I walked, walked, walked and walked.  Between that I tried to sleep but the pain just would not go away.  The next day was a lot of the same thing, walking and sipping.  I was not getting any relief despite all the walking and the nurses were trying to wean me off of my IV pain meds since I would be leaving the next day.  I finally had an emotional breakdown in the hallway at 3:30am.  My nurse saw me and asked if I was okay and truly, I don't remember what I said but it must have been pretty pathetic because she gave me more meds, lol.

Anyways, on Thursday, I was still in quite a bit of pain but I was released that morning.  I got home and between that night and Friday, my body finally got rid of all of that gas and I felt like new woman.

Each day I feel a little bit better and stronger.  I'm relying on CIB shakes for now, waiting for some flavored syrups in the mail to start my other protein shakes.  It seems like all I think about right now is water and protein.  So far I haven't had any issues with people eating around me but I'll admit that yesterday I almost licked a french fry. LMAO.

I got back to the doc in two weeks.  So far I've lost 23 lbs. since my consult, I had lost 13 preop and 10 since surgery.  I'm super bloated right now so I'm sure I've got some water weight issues going on right now.