So I'm going to try to keep this updated like I would a journal. I am pretty much confined to my own home, I'm not supposed to lift anything heavier than a gallon of milk so that will be my major challenge with Ezra, and I won't be able to drive anywhere so that will be hard as well! (weds)
Son Monday Night (the 26Th) they told me to call the hospital at 11:30 a.m. and to be ready to go. Emma and Corbin were so excited because my sister in law Erin and finally made it up from Vegas and they just adore her little girl. So what a surprise it was for them to come home from running errands and find them playing in our back yard. Tuesday morning I called at 11:30 and they told me that I didn't need to be there until 2:30, so we just finished cleaning up the house and said goodbye to our children. (There is always that what if in the back of your mind when you go to have major surgery done...I hate that!) So we got there and checked in and they had me my own little waiting room for about a hour. I changed into a gown and put all my personal items into a bag. I started having a panic attack when they were wheeling me down the hall and they made us go our separate ways. My husband Phil is a absolutely amazing person, he gave me the most beautiful blessing the night before. I do not know how I got so luck to be with such a wonderful man who honors his priesthood so much. I am so blessed to be married to him, and he makes me want to be better everyday. They wheeled me into a holding room to wait for the anesthesiologist, and I ended up waiting for a hour. The holding room was a big huge white room that could probably fit 10 beds, there was curtains in between each one, and a computer desk in the corner. I was greeted by another patient an older man who asked me what I was in for, it was kind of funny. A few minutes later I hear someone walking down the hall singing a country tune. In walks Dr.Riddle with his scrubs on and cowboy boots. He is a pretty cool doctor! He tells me what to expect in the next little bit, and how I'm going to be put to sleep here soon, and I'll wake up in recovery and that the surgery should take about 45 minutes. He wishes me well and promises that he'll do a good job.
After they took him off to have his surgery I was left alone to ponder my thoughts. The most amazing thing happened in that holding room, something you wouldn't believe if you didn't have the faith to. I know my mother was there with me, it was the most amazing feeling. I can't even write too much about it because it was such a sacred moment that I had. But I've been waiting 20 years for that, and I guess Heavenly Father thought it was time.
The anesthesiologist came in at 4:30 and gave me something in my IV that made me start to shut down, they wheeled me into the OR and placed me onto the operating table. The room also was very clean, and white. There were for gentlemen in there with me 3 scrub techs, and Dr.Riddle. By then I'm really starting to drift into a heavy sleep and before I know it I'm on the verge of throwing up and it is 6:20 p.m. and I hear all these strange voices around me. I try to speak and nothing comes out, they ended up giving me 4 different medications to help with the naucsiousness. That's the last thing they want me to do is throw up right after having my neck cut into. They then wheeled me out into the hallway where I saw my dear sweetheart waiting for me. (You know I could probably describe that feeling as no other, and that feeling is probably that of like a loved one who had passed on before and is waiting for you when you go to meet your maker. I don't know if that is true, but I could only imagine that I got a little piece of Heaven when I saw Phil standing there.)
They took me up to the 6Th floor and put me into my own room. I was so out of it, my family came up to see how I was doing and I remember them being there, but I don't really remember even seeing their faces. I remember hearing my husband drill my sister about her boyfriend, but that's about it. My family left around 8 and Phil ended up staying until 10 then he went home to be with our children. The room was so teeny! I slept unbelievably good in the hospital, I can't believe how worn out I was. They woke me up every 2 hours to be poked with a needle but I was so out of it that I probably slept through a few of them. This morning I woke up to such a peaceful calm feeling. My blood pressure was pretty low at 74/43 and it was a little scary. I had to drink a lot of fluids today, plus they had a bunch being pushed in through a IV. My calcium levels are really low too so they are having me eat Tums like they are candy.
I had the nurse help me get into the shower my neck was all bandaged up and she pretty much saran wrapped my neck so it wouldn't get all wet. The shower felt so nice to get off the caked off blood and the surgical cleaning scrub that stains your skin yellow.
I was able to check out around 3 when my blood pressure went up to 95/60. Still not to great, so I'm pumping myself full of liquids. My aunt Laura is going to drive up from Delta to take me to my appointment in the morning where they will take a look at my incision. I am so nervous for that, but luckily it was only 2 to 3 inches long. I was picturing a cut across my who entire neck.
I am really swollen and I started to get a little nervous that I was going to suffocate to death, and I'm not kidding either. (this is Tuesday night the 27Th) I had Phil call around to have someone come over here and give me a blessing, and we were finally able to get a hold of my best friend's husband Tony, and he came over and gave me a beautiful blessing to help and I feel that pressure come of my neck immediately.
Weds the 28th
So tomorrow I will hopefully get my test back to know weather or not I have Cancer. My doctor said that my thyroid looked like it was in excellent shape so I shouldn't worry too much. I am thankful that this will be all over and done with soon. My voice is coming back, but it hurts really bad to talk. I want to heal as fast as possible so I can take care of my children and husband again. Everyone has been so helpful with me and my kids. I really appreciate it everyone for all they have done.
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