I have the operation!

I would firstly like to thank my parents for making such a very long commitment, Mum has her own health issues and came over here (leaving at 05:00am) to get here for 06:00am, and then Dad rushed off to get into work for only 45 minutes later... then Mum had the girls all day long (and we all know what Meghan's like!) even suffered a mid-morning hypo (she's diabetic) because she was more focussed on the kids than herself, thankfully she managed to pull herself out the hypo, I guess that comes with years experience of such a dreadful illlness, and went on to look after the kids.. That's real trooper spirit! Dad then came back straight from work, had some tea then got back home for 11pm - He had to get up for 5am the next morning too! Bless him, not easy on any of them!
Then Becca, a neighbour as she had the boys from 06:00am until 19:00 - even had tea! Dean went round there to collect them after I got in, and settled, poor Bec answered the door with a pot of potatoes in her hand! Bless!! She even made the boys some lovely chocolate cakes.. Bless!
Without the practical support of my family and friends I couldn't of gone through with this!


Then I'd like to thank each and everyone of you for the very logical thoughts of good luck via the internet.. I had a lot of messages flood my status, profile, inbox and group! Thank you everyone!


Well we left here at around 06:30 (perhaps a little later) we made it into hospital at 07:30am for admission, Receptionist ticked off my name and showed me to my bed.
At 08:00 I was so nervous I went to the loo, I was ill.
Then half an hour later was asked for a sample, even though I was on my period... oh well, managed to drain a little bit more out!
I then had checks done like weight, blood pressure (which was /85), sats too.
I then asked 'Any idea where I am on the list?'
The reply was, your first to go down at 09:00am - Thank the Lord!
I had some 'magic cream' put on my hands because Dean told them of my needle phobia, even though she completely missed the veins - silly woman.
The consultant then came round, we had a chat about what was happening, then he mentioned the Mirena.
I said that I didn't want it any more, that I thought wiser of the artificial hormones and even then the removal scares me, he then said if it comes to it, he will remove it under a general and he promised me that! I then asked about my first smear being done under the general, I then told him I was menstruating, and he said it couldn't be done while I was bleeding.
I agreed to the mirena because a lot of other women who have this much pain through their cycle and decided what the hell! If it works, it works and artificial hormones vs the pain I was in for 90% of my cycle, ANYDAY! I am never one for taking tablets easily, and readily so it took a lot of pain to make me agree to it, believe me.


At around 09:30 I was taken to theatre, felt like a race course left, right left, right - and then we got into theatre. I had a gas induction which meant I didn't feel the IV being set up, horrah. Gas was very over -powering to begin with I couldn't breath, but then the man held it straight over me and off I went!
I came around (very very vaguely) in recovery, I do remember asking what did they find, and was told she wouldn't tell me now because I would forget! I had to keep my mask on all the time (oxygen) I kept hearing the words 'asthmatic' and I kept feeling my arm being pumped up by the blood pressure machine, I had very low blood pressure too. In recovery they took out my IV (again, didn't feel it, I was still very unconcious)
I was then moved to the ward, where Dean sat in wait for me!
I vaguely remember being sick in recovery, I took my mask off and was told to keep it on then I managed to splutter the words 'sick' and was given a bowl, as I was being sick into the bowel they were suctioning it up.. why oh why? lol.


Anyway, on the ward I said I was going to be sick again, nearly wasn't given a bowel in time but as soon as it came, I immediately sat straight up and was sick into it - I was so very ill after it.
Each time I was sick, I felt like I was peeing, which was horrible because I was still too groggy to go to the toilet, I had another kip for a while then got back up, sick again and decided I had to go to the loo. Dean came with me and helped me every step of the way. He even came into the cubicle just in case..
I got back to my bed and changed into my night clothes, the nurse then came back.
'You're 50% of the way for being discharged, as soon as you drink a cup of water without being sick you can go' I tried another small sip - but it came straight back up, Being discharged today when I was so ill seemed very unlikely.
I had another sleep and when I woke the nurse said 'Do you want some more cold water, because that cup is probably warm now?' I, being polite and like my Dad and Grampy said 'no no, it's ok thanks' Took another small sip - it stayed down. She came back again so then I agreed to a cold cup of water! I had 3-4 sips, felt sick again, then demanded Dean finished it so I had ''finished'' my drink.. oops me! When she came back I told her I'd finished it (ok, a little white lie never hurt anyone did it?) and told her I felt so very sick again.
She said she was going to look up about discharging me and I went off for another snooze or 3! She went on her tea break and another lovely nurse came to see me, wondered why I was still so groggy, patients who were operated on after me, were up and going home before me! I may of been first to have the operation, but certainly was the last to get any pain relief, - only got given that on my way home.. tut tut.
Anyway, she wondered why I was so tired and then I told her.. I said I think I possibly have Chronic fatigue or fibromyalgia - I did then say, I tell you what, check my pre-op bloods for my iron count as in the past I have had problems with that.. she did, and came back saying they were normal and fine!
Well, not an iron problem them.
I went off for another sleep and while asleep heard them discussing moving 'her' because she was unlikly to be discharged as she was still so tired and poorly.
Anyway, I got up.. sat in the chair and awaited my discharge. I was given the leaflet on the Mirena, co-dydramol to come home with (yuck!!!) she asked if I was going to get dressed and I said no, I was comfortable in my PJ's and house coat.. had no plans to get changed, barely felt able to walk let alone get changed!
Came home, cooked tea, got the boys here, dad came and had tea and after a short while left for home as he had an early day next day.


I feel in a lot of pain, discomfort and still in my PJ's! Sleeping is a bit of an issue but I am managing to!
When the boys got in, I showed them my dressings, I said the ''hair dryer that blows went in that hole'' my belly button hole - and in the other hole they had a tiny tiny camera like mummies and they had to go in to have a look..