So here it is I think exactly two weeks since my surgery and I'm finally able to start doing things.  I know that I promised that I would update you on my progress but being on Percocet isn't something I felt like doing and also my posts would have made no sense whatsoever.  So here I am finally not drugged out and bored out of my mind.

Why am I bored, do you ask?  Well the reason being is because I am not allowed to drive since I am still on pain medicine.  So that being said, I can't go out by myself.  Lovely times right?  It's not really that bad, it just sucks because "The Hubby" has to take "N" to and from school, take me to doctor appointments among other things.  So he pretty much hasn't been able to work in a few weeks.  It does help that my darling little 3 year old "O" is actually up in Michigan with family for the past few weeks.  There's no way that I could have healed and dealt with my two monsters who I love with all of my heart.

So you want to know that nitty gritty huh?  Here's what I can remember about how this all went down.  We got to the hospital at 5:15 Tuesday, May 6, we waited for a few minutes then I was called back.  They made me pee in a cup, put their gown on open to the back.  Put their stockings on, numbed my hand to put a HUGE IV in gave me a shot of Heparin in my arm (really freaking crappy) put the lovely Bair Hug and the leg thingys on.  Then I was able to meet all the people who will be performing the surgeries and all that fun jazz.  They finally let "The Hubby" come back and hang with me, then the fun began.

They wheeled me into OR#3 and I don't remember how many people were in there but there were a lot.  There was a lot of bright lights and then I moved from one bed to the other and that's all I remember until I got into recovery.  My surgery ended up going for 7 hours instead of the 4-6 hours he thought.  Don't worry there were no complications, the problem was that my torso was a little longer and he had to stretch my small intestine down and really finagle it to get the procedure done.

Recovery sucked because I was waiting for a room for 4 hours and the guy next to me was a jerk because he kept screaming, "I HAVE TO PEE!"  The nurses said, "Sir, it's OK because you have a catheter."  I swear this went on FOREVER and finally four people had to hold this old man down.  I felt bad for my nurse because I kept asking for "The Hubby" and pain killers.  She was nice though and I remember the nurses saying the "The Hubby" was really a cutie.  They spoiled him by giving him warm blankets and were just super sweet to him while he waited for me.

My room was finally available and I was moved to the 7th floor.  I feel so bad for my nurses because they were so sweet and I was so mean.  They asked me if I could move on my own from one bed to the other and I yelled, "NO!"  I really was in a lot of pain.  So there was a lift machine that did it and OMG it was cool but yet so painful.  Later I found out that I'm allergic to Morphine and was put on Fentanyl for my pain pump.

All but one nurse was on her game, I feel bad for the one because she just seemed to lack common sense, but we won't dwell on her.  The other nurses rocked and were super sweet, my two awesome surgeons came to visit me all but one day in the hospital.  Total sweethearts. 

Now for the recovery.

All I can say is that it really sucks.  The only thing getting me through this is the fact that my Ileostomy is temporary.  While in the hospital I found out that Dr. Efron had put a rod in to help my stoma so it wouldn't go back inside (until it was time) so until it was removed I told them I didn't want to leave the hospital.  Since I left on a Sunday night, Wound Care was gone until Monday and my nurse who knows how to use the stoma appliances helped me with it.  I psyched myself up about the rod being removed because of the pain I felt from my drain being removed.  BTW, the rod removal was the least painful thing ever.

So once the On call surgeon removed the rod, it took us 45 minutes to get the bag on because I was just pooping up a storm and my skin was getting irritated.  But eventually we got it on good enough to be on for two days.

Just a word of whatever you want to call it: When you have your colon removed, your diet changes for the rest of your life.  You are now to be on a Low Residue/Low Fiber diet and for the first six weeks there are certain foods that you are not allowed to eat.  One I will tell you is don't eat anything with any kind of onion.  I don't care if it's onion powder, don't eat onion anything because you get soo gassy.

So anyway, I have lost a lot of weight since the surgery I am now down to 124lbs. and not liking it.  I look anorexic and feel like crap.  My doctor said it's normal and now I have the ok to eat whatever I want as long as it's not on the do not eat list.  I will tell you more tomorrow because I don't want to scare you guys away completely, so I will share some good points tomorrow.