Happy Saturday everyone,
First of all, I want to mention that Erika called last night. She survived thyroid surgery yesterday. She was in the OR just about the same time Anne was. She said she couldn't talk long because her voice wouldn't hold out. Stands to reason, after all I'm sure they 'slit her throat'. So, I was surprised that she herself called up. She sounded good, and it was great to hear her voice.
For Anne, she didn't remember anything that happened after surgery yesterday, or anything from last night. Today I reminded her about Erika's phone call.
Anne looks as though she's doing well. She has pain from the surgery, but Dr. MacGillivary said to expect it for a couple days. There are 14 holes in Anne's abdomen. I'm not sure, but I suppose 4 or 5 are like a 1/2 inch gash. One of them was used for a camera, and the others are for the tools which move the mesh and position it inside to where it needs to be. The rest of the holes are smaller, stitch holes from where the mesh is secured to the muscles inside, all around the area.
Anne has a push button she can use to administer pain medicine, as needed, to some limit of course. She's used it several times since I've been here. I've been told the holes in her tummy will look like a clock.
Anne told me she has been up and walking in the hall. Good stuff.
I was thinking at home this morning, I don't ever remember Anne being released on a weekend in the past. She may have insisted once, but I suppose if you're here on a Friday and don't get out, then chances are you might be stuck for the weekend. She isn't interested in going home today anyway. All good. She isn't getting around that well yet.
They've changed her pain medicine from dilotted (sp?) to fentanyl. They did this because Anne was very confused overnight on the dilotted. They said the fentanyl will be better as far as leaching thru her system faster, and managing the pain too.