I was more nervous for this one than last time. I had this sense that something was going to go wrong. I felt like things would be delayed or forgotten or something just because of it being the day after a holiday being kind of relaxed sort of a day.
As we were entering the hospital doors, my phone rang. It was Dr. J's nurse. My heart skipped a beat. I was so afraid the next words were going to be that we had to cancel for some reason or another. But that was not the case at all! They were running ahead of schedule and wanted to know if I could get there as soon as possible.
From that point on everything went fabulous! I got a fast pass through everything and was in surgery almost an hour ahead of schedule. No strange recovery room neighbors, no nausea. The only negative of the whole morning was that the nurse admitting me was feeling rushed and had very shaky hands.
I am still feeling the anesthesia. I have been up for a few times this afternoon, but then like drop off to sleep immediately. I am feeling kind of like motion sick as well (just sitting on the couch watching the girls dance and jump around the living room was making me dizzy).
While I am feeling ok right now and the recovery from it is a breeze in comparison to the others, I can say with certainty that this is absolutely the last time. I do not want to wear a bear paw gown again for a long time! I am hoping it will be 10+ years before I'm back to the second floor of St. Mary's hospital again.
Some family fun the night before.
The will be my last time in these silly Bear Paw inflatable gowns for a long time.
What happens when one little girl is left to her own devices.