AFRAID OF ANESTHESIA
on 4/20/11 1:35 pm
13 years out; 190 pounds lost, 165 pound loss maintained
You don't drown by falling in the water. You drown by staying there.
on 4/20/11 2:17 pm
The first surgery was emergency surgery and I had complications following, so I won't scare you with those details
MY RNY.... they gave me Versed and Fentanyl through the IV.... I walked toward the OR..... and woke up. Had a very warm adn caring nurse taking good care of me. It was really the "blink of an eye"
The two surgeries with post-surgical issues (emergency GB surgery adn my recent back surgery) I woke up in pain, and really really hating life.... but the RNY, I woke up and don't recall any pain or problems whatsoever.
~Lady Lithia~ 200 lbs lost!
March 9, 2011 - Coccygectomy!
I chased my dreams, and my dreams, they caught me!
on 4/20/11 2:46 pm
However, having just had surgery last Friday, I know I would never get addicted to it. I am fine until they start talking about all the risks. Talking about losing teeth (happened to my boyfriend when his appendix burst) and having brain damage is enough for me to not want to put myself through that too often. In fact brain damage was my biggest fear. I woke up from my revision surgery, or should I say I tried to wake up from it, and it was horrible. Being not too smart at the time I was still smoking. It took days for my oxygen levels to come up. I was on oxygen for 3 days with my levels dropping into the 80s and less. I was so weak I couldn't hardly move. I was sure I was going to need to go into a long term care facility because I didn't know how I would ever be able to take care of myself. That really put the fear of God into me and it wasn't too long after that I quit smoking.
This time as soon as I woke up I knew I was OK. I felt pretty alert and knew exactly where I was and why I was there. With the revision I don't think I was able to answer those questions or any others like who I was. I watched my oxygen level stay at 100% the whole time I was there. I remember going to my room and that was pretty much the last time I saw my nurses, unlike the last time where I woke up in my room not knowing where I was or how I got there and had the nurses in my room constantly monitoring me.
I truly hope I never have to be put under again. Unless it is somehow to get a breast lift. Then I will tough it out.
WLS 10/28/2002 Revision 7/23/2010
High Weight (2002) 240 Revision Weight (2010) 220 Current Weight 115.
This is what happened for me...
I walked into the OR, the IV line was already in. They had me lay down on the table... since I was so scared the anesethiaologist showed me how I was going to be monitored the whole time- even though I already knew that from my c-sections. Then he told me he was going to start my meds, I remember him pushing meds into my IV line... They intubated me while I was asleep, and it was gone when I woke up.
The next thing I remember was sort of waking up in recovery... All I really remember was feeling fairly nauseated and being told that they were giving me meds to make me feel better. I basically went back to sleep at that point. I woke up a little while later in my hospital room feeling fairly uncomfortable. I was on a PSA for pain meds... and my nurse was telling my little sister, "Hit her button every 15min. If you love her you will hit her button whether she's awake or not." it was funny, but I opted to just go back to sleep! ;-)
Before this, I was absolutely PHOBIC about being put under general anesthesia... like, they had to give me valium to get me into the hospital phobic... but it wasn't so bad.
In a few minutes I was looking at the ceiling and thought it was weird the lights changed from green to orange. I told him this, he chuckled and told me to just close my eyes and it wouldn't bother me any more. I did and the next thing I remember, I was waking up in recovery. It was over and I'd made it through to the other side!
I had a tube going down my throat through my nose when I woke up. Surprisingly, it didn't bother me at all. It was there for the first 24 hours, then they removed it. I thought it was going to hurt when they took it out, so I was scared about that. It didn't hurt--just felt weird. Other than that, all other tubes were gone when I woke up. I did have a pump kind of thing on my legs to keep the blood flowing. That stayed until I was able to get up and walk around on my own. On that note, they had me up and walking around within an hour of getting to my room. I was so happy to have made it through surgery (and probably a bit high from the meds!), I made them take me around twice!
That's my surgery experience in a nutshell. Nothing dramatic or bad happened to me. Maybe I'm lucky or maybe it's the way these surgeries are supposed to work. I like to think my experience is the norm, though.