| In Phase II, the nurses want you to get up and move around, drink something, and go to the bathroom. I didn't think I would ever be able to do that. I was so dizzy and disoriented! Finally I was able to do all that and then I got sick. This was the worst feeling of the whole operation. The pain wasn't too bad, but the dizziness and sickness were almost unbearable. I wanted to see my girls and had to ask the nurse if it would be okay. Normally, only one person is allowed in the recovery with a patient. James went to get the girls and when they first looked at me, I thought, "Wow, I must look really bad!" They just had this look on their face and were asking me how I was feeling�talking to me like I was the child. I think I did look pretty bad and they were worried about me. I know my eyes kept rolling to the right side�I could feel them. The doctor had left a prescription for antibiotics and pain medicine, so Brittany went to the hospital pharmacy and got them filled for me. We had planned on taking pictures at the hospital, but I told James no. I didn't feel like looking at the camera and if I looked half as bad as I felt, I wouldn't want to see the pictures anyways. I must have forgotten seeing myself in Phase II, because I asked for a mirror in Phase II as well. I still can't remember what I looked like, nor can I remember much of anything else. Finally, I am ready to go home. Yes, Home! I had planned on spending the night in the hotel because my doctor recommended it and we thought it would be easier for me. But as sick as I was, I just wanted to get home. I think it turned out better this way. My 3-hour ride back was not as bad because I was still under the anesthesia and couldn't even feel my head. I was sick, but I would have been sick regardless of where I was�in the hospital, a hotel room or in a vehicle. We did have to pull to the side of the interstate one time because I was sick. I won't elaborate. ? I called my grandmother to let her know that I was okay and we were on our way home. They told me that she was so worried that day and she had been crying. She is not in good health and it was impossible for her to come with me. She was so worried about me and could do nothing but pray for me. I also called my younger sister to tell her I was on my way home. She wasn't at home so I left the message on her answering machine. I didn't realize how groggy I had sounded or if I was even making any sense. She called me back and told me that my 4-year-old niece had heard the message and said, "What's wrong with my Becky!" So, I had to talk to her as well and let her know that I was okay. I wanted to stop by my Grandmother's house on the way home to reassure her that I was okay. I think it made her feel better to be able to see me and I know it made me feel better to see her. When I got home, I put some prescription medicine on my wrist for nausea and went to bed. I woke up about 4 hours later and all the nausea was gone. This medicine is the best! I slept pretty well through the night and had excellent caretakers! |