We got to the RE's office about 15 minutes early and by the time we both used the bathroom we were called back. Chris went to his room and I went to strip down into a gown, fancy socks and a hair net! Thank goodness Chris wasn't around to snap a pic! I am still feeling tired and weak so this will be short for now:
TMI warning:
- sat in chair and waited
- paid $300 to anesthesiologist (Amy) via check
- took 2 vicodin and a zofran
- sat in chair and waited
- got iv put in
- finally got to go to the retrieval room
- put legs up in massive comfy stirups and was covered by a dark sheet
- laughed with nurse and Amy about Owen and potty training
- Dr. C popped her head in to say knock me out
- I was told to think a happy thought and started praying
- 15 seconds later I am waking up and being moved back to my other chair
- I asked for Chris, bam he appeared
- I was groggy, nauseous, thirsty, tired and wrapped up in a blanket.
- I started to get really crampy so Amy gave me an extra something to knock the pain away, that stuff rocks.
- I got my discharged instructions and had to pee so bad I knew I wanted to get up and leave
- Peeing is weird. It is sore down there. Chris made a joke to keep me laughing. I love that man!
- We got dressed and going down the elevator made me very nauseous.
- The drive home was long, I was so nauseous and hungry but couldn't eat. My mouth was so dry that I had to have water to swallow my biscuit.
- When I got home I felt better seeing my little Owen's face and I had to perk up for him.
- I finished my biscuit and headed to bed taking a 2 hour nap.
- I woke up feeling more sore, took 2 Tylenol and drank lots of water and peed a million times. I feel like I can't completely empty my bladder so I am going a million little times.
- I ate a snack and talked with mom while she cooked us dinner (meatloaf, scalloped potatoes, broccoli).
- I caught up with texts and phone calls and I am feeling better. Still sore and tired, but better.
- Off to pee....AGAIN!









