It went great! We came home last night. I virtually had no pain at all,

just little soreness from the incisions. And was tired too so went to bed

as soon as we got home around 9 pm. I was up just about every hour though

going to the bathroom, and at 2 a.me. I was feeling little pain - like

someone had kicked me in the gut, so I cut up a pain pill and took that. My

mouth has been so dry too - just terrible!

If you want details - here yaw go ~grin~ warning...its long!

We left Mora on Thurs evening about 5:30 pm, and got to the hotel shortly

after 7, watched some to.vs.. and went to sleep early (as per your

instructions~grin~) Very nice hotel and the showers were fantastic! I got

up at 4:30 Friday morning and showered, then we took the 5 a.me. shuttle to

the hospital. Could've taken the 5:30 one, but didn't want to be late. Sat

around and waited until 6 when they called me in to go get prepped. Craig

was like, what do I do? They told him to just sit tight and someone would

come to get him when I was ready. They weighed me (I had lost 14 pads since

this all began) and did all that other junk - drew blood, changed into the

lovely gown, etc. Then Craig came back and sat with me. Poor guy was so

bored. Then at 7:15 the anesthetist (sp?) came in and said he was going to

give me something to relax me. Apparently I said that I was feeling dizzy

and don't remember ANYTHING until I woke up in recovery. So weird isn't I?

LOL Craig said we kissed each other, said our I love you's and see you

later's, and they wheeled me off, so he went to the waiting room - thinking

an hour later I would be done and he could go get his shower. Well an hour

and a half goes by and he is going nuts - no news so he asked the

receptionist what was going on, she checked and informed him that there had

been an emergency come up for Schlosser right as they were taking me into

surgery so my surgery was postponed a little bit - and they were just

starting me now! 9 o'clock! I woke up in the recovery room and noticed the

time was 10:10 and thought, gee, it took alot longer than they thought it

would, but you know at that point you are just happy its over with and you

are on the road to recovery. By 11:30 my nurse was on the phone trying to

get it arranged to transfer me upstairs to my room and getting very

impatient with the wait - and someone else was coming into recovery from

surgery, etc. Finally they took me up to my room and got me all situated in

there and then Craig walks in, looking really ticked off about something.

After everyone left the room I said what's wrong? He said well what the

hell is going on? Someone out there had told him that there had been

complications and that I wouldn't be going home that nite and he was upset.

I reassured him that they must've been referring to someone else because

everyone that I had talked to had said that I would be going home that

night. I guess once I was out of surgery,. he went back to the hotel,

showered and packed up and checked out of the hotel, then came back to the

hospital and someone in the waiting room area had told him that. Poor guy

was freaking out. He still hadn't eaten anything so I shooed him off to go

and get something to eat - and then I rested while he was gone.

The gal in the bed next to me - oh my gawd - I felt so sorry for her. At

first I wasn't sure what was going on over there, just listening - couldn't

help but hear. Her mom, 2 little girls, and her sister were there when I

got there and this lady (patient) was upset because she had entered her two

little girls in a state baby pageant in Alex, paid 200 bucks for an entry

fee for them, and now she couldn't take them cause she was sick in the

hospital. I didn't know what had happened to her at that point. Her sister

told her that she would take the girls to the pageant for her, and her

mother kept saying it wasn't that important, etc. Kind of like a family

fight. I was like- ya know what, just whisper or something? I just got out

of surgery and don't want to listen to this arguing, PLUS the two little

girls were wild and noisy. I just laughed and said can't I get a day off

from kids God? Some time later they all left - apparently the sister did

take the girls to the pageant and mom was gone too - so just this lady in

the bed next to me. We never talked. She was really sick though. She had

had gastric bypass on the 14th of April (the day I wanted to have it) and

Schlosser did her surgery. She was fine the first 3 weeks, then last Mon

she started throwing up this green junk, so went to the hospital and they

admitted her for further tests. She hadn't eaten anything - and couldn't

keep anything down, not even water. I think they took her back into surgery

though yesterday to see if there was a tear or leak or something cause I

overheard Schlosser telling her that she couldn't see anything with her

telescope. I wonder what it could be. Schlosser told her that the only

thing she could think that it might be was that her sinus's were draining

into her stomach. (the gal had a bad cold). Hope she gets better though -

man that would suck!

Ok - now back to my story. Craig comes back from lunch and is a much

happier guy now (typical man). The plan was for me to have the x-ray at 3

pm, then i had to drink stuff and pee and then I could go. We were thinking

we should get out of there by 5 pm. No such luck. The x-ray went fine -

man no one told me that stuff you had to drink those was nasty! YUCK! I

hope I never have to drink that again. Got that done and then they pushed

me out into the hall and I waited there for 1/2 hour. I finally said

something to this hall monitor older lady that was out there and she raised

a ruckus about it for me. She told me that they do that all the time and it

was just very disrespectful she thought - so her job was to make sure things

like that didn't happen. She told me I was a good sport at least 3 times,

LOL. Back up to the room and Craig is crabby again- just tired of waiting

I"m sure. I found out he isn't a very good bedside companion - but he is an

awesome nurse - just give him something to do. Sitting on that uncomfy

chair for hours was driving him crazy. I told him to take a nap and he

did - and woke up much happier (thankfully) We waited and waited some more.

Finally my new nurse came in and I asked her what the plan was now - I had

had the x-ray, now what? She said that I had to drink something and pee

then I could go - if all goes as planned I should be out by 7 pm. So I

drank one glass down, then tried to pee, and just alittle came out - so

drank some more and was about half done with that and brought me a tray of

food - broth, apple juice and jello (the jello was really yummy). I looked

at hubby and said i didn't know if I could consume all of that, plus drink

all that water, plus pee more - I was feeling rushed. He said no rush now -

he wanted to at least stay through Deal or No Deal. LOL Ok - pressure was

off, but I kept to my tasks and finished everything without any

complications. Called the nurse in at 7:30 and told her that I was ready to

go. She offered me some pain med in my iv for the road - which I took, just

in case but really didn't need it that much. She said i must have a high

pain tolerance cause i hadn't had any pain meds all day - told her that I

didn't have any pain! Oh well - took the shot anyway - just made me sleepy

on the way home. Craig went to get the car and they wheeled me down to the

door to wait for him. They had this huge wheelchair that two people

could've sat on, but the gal pushing it said she liked it cause it was kind

of automatic and she didn't have to push it - just steer it and stop it.

Craig pulled up, I jumped in the car and we were home shortly after 9 pm.

About 6 miles from home my tummy started feeling queasy and I was like oh

crap, I'm going to get sick. I just lightly rubbed my tummy and the

queasiness went away. Soon after we got home I went to bed though. So nice

to sleep in my own bed!

I woke up at midnight, and every hour after that to go to the bathroom. At

2 a.m. when I got up I was like, uh oh - no I'm feeling pain, but is it

17,000 of pain? No it was just like a bad bruise pain so I hobbled out to

the kitchen to get the pain meds and cut one up to take it then wobbled back

to bed. Woke again every hour to go to the bathroom, but not with the pain

like before. Got up this morning about 9 and took a shower and got dressed.

Felt good to wash my hair and brush my teeth! Then I sat down to the

computer and have been working on this email to you amidst phone calls.

Abbott called this morning to see how I was doing - I thought that was nice.

I did have some questions for them, mostly about what to do with the

band-aids - leave them on, change them or what? She said to leave them on

until they fell off. I am to go back in now in 2-3 weeks for a post-op

check up and visit with the dietician - then again in 3 more weeks hopefully

for my first fill - right?

Its kind of amazing how comfortable I am driving down there now that I've

done it a couple times. I drove down there Thurs night so hubby could eat

on the way. He likes it too that he doesn't have to drive all the time. I

told him that I wanted to start doing more of the driving so that I wouldn't

get so out of sink with it and I think its really helped.

Well I am just about finished taking the pain meds for my noon schedule,

lol, takes forever to get all the pills taken during the day. I just

finished breakfast and then started taking the pills. Weird. I'm feeling

alittle sleepy now and so am going to go and lie down for a bit.

I'm so thankful that everything turned out ok, and now hope that this "tool" will help me lose weight and keep it off.

Thats all for now.......Hugzzzzzz Deb