Monday, February 21, 2011
Eight Hours Later and We Are Home
Today is Monday, February 21, 2011. The weather started out a little cool in the morning, but warmed up towards the afternoon. Not that I was able to be out in it other than to come and go. I was suppose to be cloudy, however the sun came out and warmed us and to continue to dry out the earth.
Today was a very long trying day at the hospital arrived there at 6:25 left the parking garage at 3:45. I was one very hungry, tired, score panda. No nap, no food, not near enough water and with a trach water is critical, so needless to say I couldn't wait to get home to eat and find a spot to curl up and nap.
Arrived at 6:25 for a 7:00 MRI. I have a very hard time lying flat on my back now, it makes me cough uncontrollable. So needless to say it took an hour and a half to do this. The guys doing it were very nice, they didn't push or make it to be a huge problem that I was causing. We did finally get the pictures that they wanted to get.
Next to the Doctor at 9:45 we waited about 30 minutes before we seen him, which was kind of nice after the mess my poor body had just went through. When we were called back there were two doctors, one to remove stuff and the other that repairs or reconstructs. The one that removes said he was going to take all of the nodes, the one on the right side has cancer and is rather large compared to the left one. He is also going to take my voice box. I will have a feeding tube placed where the new "voice box" will go. ICU will be my home for the first three to four days after surgery.
The doctor said that I will be in the hospital at least two weeks, due to making sure that things are working like they should and there is no signs of infection. When they remove the feeding tube, after they do a swallow test to make sure that I can now swallow again, where the feeding tube was, they will place the " my new voice box". I will be able to use a hand held machine right away to talk, my goal is to talk like I do now.
Then we went to the presurgical place to have blood drawn, EKG base line done and talk with an anesthesiologist. We we suppose to have an appoint with him at 11:00 and finally seen him at almost 2:00. Which made us late for the last doctor of the day at 1:15.
The last doctor is the one that does the "harvest" of parts to use. My thighs are to thick, which I am soooo thankful for. When I first heard that they were going to use from my thighs or arms, all I could think about is how painful that is going to be with clothes and trying to sit and lay. So then he tested my left arm and because I had broken in when I was very young in life it wouldn't work, the blood flowed tot he upper hand only. This means that I could possible loose my hand if he decided to harvest it. There would be no blood flow. So he didn't want to move to my right hand, but he did and there is blood flow to both the top and bottom. So the right hand/arm it is. So the picture shows what he did with a sharpie, no one is to use this are not anything!
George and I couldn't wait to get home. We were both hungry and tired from the day. This morning I am score and still tired. Got George out the door, lunch and thermos in hand and curled back up on the couch to nap. When I changed out my trach this morning it was very sore. I figure it had to do with all of the talking and poking at things yesterday. So today I will just throw a roast in the crock pot and call it good for dinner, chill and do only the things I feel I want to do. Which isn't going to be much.
Remember yesterday, dream about tomorrow, but live today. ~Brightest Blessings~