Yes. I’m Actually Having My Eighth Surgery
Today, technically since it’s already passed midnight, I will be undergoing my Eighth Surgery! That’s eight in less than 6 and a half years.
PRE-OP & COVID
Friday I went to my presurgical exam and had my 1st official COVID-19 test. I’ve had staph infection tests, which are similar so I thought I was prepared. Note: I said “thought”. Eeesh! Everyone was right. That COVID swab is no joke! Unpleasant is an understatement!
Since again, I thought I was prepared I didn’t worry much. That’s definitely the mindset you should stay with before getting that thin, little thing shoved up your nose!
WARNING: Do not get that test if you’re tense. With all my stress lately, my body is constantly tense. The test came after a few hours in the hospital and just before I could head home. All I wanted was to get home, put the day behind me and veg out on my couch!
So, being tired, cranky and stressed out, my body was in no way relaxed. I literally almost hit the poor nurse administering the tests. Completely and involuntary my hand just struck out, almost hitting that amazing #healthcarehero!
Better than being positive for the virus, of course.
She said, “It happens all the time!” My God, if you thought your job was hard try hers for like an hour!
Anyway, as I knew already I’m officially COVID-free. Let’s keep it that way!
EIGHT IS NOT SO GREAT!
While this eighth surgery is nowhere near as complex as all the past ones, I’m not going to minimize the seriousness of it.
I’ll still have to lay in a pre-op bed, awaiting the IV line. Getting pricked for about the 100th thine. Good times.
Then I’ll meet the anesthesiologist who is one of the most important people in your life at that moment. That individual has literally chosen to take your life into their hands. You’ve only met for about 3 minutes. Nevertheless, you in turn have chosen to put your life into their hands!
Then, the anxiety of more waiting. Finally, someone will once again roll me into an O.R. It’s not like TV. it’s not glamorous. It’s “ordered chaos”. I HATE the feeling in an O.R. Every single person is trying to be calm,cool and collected, yet “buzzing” at the same time.
Then, I’ll lay and wait to nod off to sleep
Fingers crossed all goes well and I’ll be asleep in my own bed this time tonight 🙏