I arrived at the hopital at 7 am and was taken back to the pre-op area. There I was given a shot in my stomach to prevent blod clots and the nurse tried to put the IV in my left hand. It was awful and she couldn't get it to work. I different nurse had to come in and put the IV in my right arm just below the bend of my elbow.

My husband was trying to keep me occupied so I wouldn't freak out. (I really am not good with needles.) I was also upset because I only go to speak to 2 of my 3 children before surgery. My one daughter had gone to a friends and wasn't answering her cell phone. I was being very emotional about that. So we started naming all of the musicals I've seen on Broadway. That was fun and kept my mind off things.

I really don't remember anything else until I was in my room. I'm told that the surgery took an hour and a half and that everything went very smoothly. I have only 3 incisions and had no drain tube and I had no catheter either. I'm told that I was talking while in the recovery room, but I really don't remember even being in the recovery room at all.

I remember waking up in my hospital room and my wonderfull husband was right there with me. I was pretty groggy and would doze on and off. But every time I moved my right arm the alarm on the IV unit would go off. I had the IV in one arm and a pressure cuff on the other. It was so annoying not to be able to move.

They told me that they would come in a few hours to get me walking, but I think they forgot about me. Finally I had to use the rest room so badly that I initiated that by myself. I was a little annoyed when the nurse admitted that she thought I had a catheter. You would think they should have known they I didn't.

Anyway, we walked 3 times the first day and I used the lung thing thats supposed to prevent pnuemonia.

The night wouldn't have been too bad except that nurses kept coming in about every hour to do something. At 3 they took blood. I was like what the heck, couldn't they do that in the morning. They woke me up to do a breathing treatment too. It was crazy and annoying all night. God Bless my husband, but he slept through it all. In the morning someone came in just as I was waking up and asked my husband how my night was and he told them great. I opened my eyes and said "Speak for yourself, you slept through it all"

They brought me a protein shake and clear liquids for breakfast. I managed to sip down most of the protein shake, but couldn't consume any more.

The surgeon came in and discharged me at about 10:30 am and it took forever for the nurse to come in and remove the IV. I felt so much better once that was removed.

The road leaving the hospital was in desparate need of fixing and every bump was painful. I was hugging a rolled up blanket against my tummy and that help some.

Now I'm at home and trying to figure out how to get all the liquid in. I didn't do very well yesterday (my first day home) Hopefully today will be better. The pain is there but not real bad so I'm trying to not take percocet. (It makes me itchy).

I guess that's it. We'll see how today goes.