Her name was Gina and I instantly knew I was going to like her. She asked if I wanted a pop or anything to drink other then water and said she would heat up my lovely looking broth (dinner came while I was sleeping). I said sure to the pop and still had my water close by.
It was probably about 8 p.m. now.
Every hour, all night long she had to keep doing this little "test" on me: "whats my name, where are we, and whats the date." Then, I had to squeeze her fingers, then move my feet against her hands - pushing and pulling. She also checked my eyes. One was off for a little while, but it eventually went back to the same size as the other.
I asked if there was a mirror I could use. I was curious to see what I looked like! My rolling table actually had a little drawer with a mirror on it so that was perfect!
I had the gauze on my nose, but some dried blood was still on my face, along with sticky spots and some orange color from the cleaning wipes. I cleaned myself up.
Then my parents came back. They liked how I looked and acted much better then a few hours prior! I seemed much more normal to them!
I asked for my phone and my purse which had makeup and my toothbrush in it. They had it in a locker all day at the hospital, so they went and grabbed it for me. They stayed and we chatted a while. They brought me up to par on the things I didn't remember.
I had lost a lot of blood during surgery and needed a couple units of blood. I also had such a messed up nose my ENT, Dr. Corsten, spent the first few hours reconstructing the inside of that. They said it looked like I had broke it a few times and he didn't know how I was even breathing out of it. My parents and I cannot come up with a single time that I had hurt it! So strange!
I vaguely remember hearing shortly after surgery that only a portion of the tumor was able to be removed.
That definitely made my heart sink. We had all hoped they would 'go in, get the tumor out and call it a day.' But, that wasn't the case.
The part removed went out for testing. My doc said it "bakes in an oven " for about a week.
Ok, let's do the waiting game again.
My hearing was so good (from getting the tube in my ear) I could hear everything and my voice wasn't loud in my head anymore. I was thrilled! I shouldn't deal with earaches anymore either.
My parents eventually left for the night and I slept off and on. Was woke every 2 hours for neuro-tests with my nurse and we chatted about a lot of things, too!
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| One IV and the oxygen clamp on my finger. You can also see bruising from trying to get IV's in the day before |
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| Another IV and the blood pressure cuff. Always hooked up to many things! I have wires for the heart monitor too. |
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