Road to Recovery

So the day before Thanksgiving I had gall bladder surgery removal.  Not probably the most ideal time for such a surgery since I would be not enjoying all of the festivities of day dedicated to food.  The actual day of I was pretty nervous and I was so grateful that my dad was there.  In the pre-op the nurses were awesome and I was cracking jokes with them.  I told them my reactions to drugs, which are they should poke and in turn they made sure my butt was covered when I went to the bathroom.

The actual surgery itself went well, I suppose, but according to my dad the surgeon Dr. Young it was taken out just in time.  I woke up knowing where I was, who I was and felt like someone kicked me in the gut.  I guess that is the normal feeling post op.  Then headed home, called mom with my sexy raspy voice telling her I am alright, texted some friends back stating I was alive and doing alright.  Got home and promptly occupied the couch because moving seemed like too much effort.  From here things went downhill.

Now I told my doctors that I am allergic to Vicodin and so they prescribed me Norco.  BAD IDEA.  Come to find out I am one of the few that react very badly to this type of drug, aren't I the lucky one.  I had 5 seizures that day along with very low blood pressure, no color, hot flashes, and I really think it actually amplified the pain.  Because of the seizures I fell and that is why I am dealing with some odd complications during my healing process.  My body aches from falling, the tensing, and probably pulled many muscles.  I also seemed to bruise myself severely in a rather private area and even my doctor was shocked on that one. It still hurts to hiccup, laugh, cough, and sneeze but some of that is normal. 

I am trying to take it slow and just let my body heal.  I just want to get back to normal, well normal for me.  Just keep me in your thoughts and don't make me laugh for a while. :)

God bless
-tina