the world after horace the gallbladder

Let's all please have a moment of silence for Horace, for he is no more. Except in stuffed, plush form.

I kind of want to give a coherent narrative of events, but at eight they gave me what the nurse assured me was the drug equivalent of a margarita, and boy howdy was she right. I was wheeled into the operating room, and from what I can gather, the margarita drug combined with the anesthesia set off retrograde amnesia, so I have no memories of anything that happened as of five minutes after I went into the OR to wait. At that point, no doctors had arrived and I was still clutching HoraceA (the plush gall bladder) and The Madelyn Bear and had one of my necklaces wrapped around HoraceA because years ago a friend gave it to me to wear during my second bout with hospitalization due to pnuemonia.

When I woke up in my room again, I wasn't sure what was going on or why anything hurt, but lo and behold, I was still clutching all my comfort stuffed animals and my necklace. I mean, they had to have taken them from me before they started surgery, but the weird thing is, I was holding them pretty much exactly how I remember from the OR. They released me at ten AM. Basically, it feels like I went to the hospital for a fraught, tense nap wearing a hideous nightie and no underwear. Which is actually pretty disconcerting.

God this is weird.

Entrance wound is about an inch and a half to two inches starting just outside the belly button and going in. There's some slight bruising to the left of the incision, the inner button, if you will, is wrinkling in a faint counter-clockwise twist, and the entire mess is covered in a coat of what appears to be surgical-grade superglue. It did turn out to be single incision. And my God do all my stomach muscles hurt (I assume, from reading, this is because they pumped the belly cavity with air to make scoping and cutting easier).

Owww. There are only three really decent positions; because I didn't cry, I assume my favorite laptop-holding position became one of those.

I have eaten an ultimate cheeseburger from Jack in the Box and am drinking Dunkin Donuts coffee with caffeine, chased with Tylenol-3.

So hi! And thank you all for all the comforting messages of support and encouragement. You have no idea how much that meant to me, and how much it really did help. And also because I could not face telling everyone on LJ I chickened out again.

*HUGS ALL OF YOU* T3 makes me realllllly affectionate.

Comments

[musesfool]

Glad to hear it went well. Have a speedy recovery!

[cofax7]

Oh, I'm so glad it went welll, and even more glad that it's over!

YAY. Farewell Horace!

[reginagiraffe]

BYE, HORACE! Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out! *waves*

*hugs you*

I'm glad everything went well and that you can now be well on your way to better!

[jenna_thorn]

Oh good. I am happy to hear that all went well.

it feels like I went to the hospital for a fraught, tense nap wearing a hideous nightie and no underwear is a better description than I've ever been able to give.

[leupagus]

Congratulations! It's awesome to hear that Horace is no more; I'm sure it's a big relief. And I'm very impressed that you got through it all - surgery sounds scary, and even though you don't remember anything, I'm sure it was nerve-wracking sitting there and waiting.

[ratcreature]

Glad to hear it went well! Did you get to see your ex-gallbladder, how it looked with the stones or the like after they got it out, or are these things just disposed of before you woke up?

[kuwdora]

YAAAAAAAY!! \o/

[feanna]

Good to hear that everything went well! May it continue to do so and may you be able to eat and drink anything you want again.

Hugs! (Carefully)


Now with bonus Leonard Nimoy (just because)


And because I'm already spamming you:


All the best!

[ineptshieldmaid]

... the degree to which Nimoy resembles Quinto (or rather, the other way around) is slightly terrifying.

[dine]

*stands at attention for Horace*

I'm so glad all went well, and I know you're going to be feeling a million times better very soon! take it easy and enjoy the T3

[lillian13]

Hey hon, glad everything went well. I know what you mean about the retrograde amnesia--sometimes it hits me and sometimes it doesn't.

Be sure to give me a ring if you want or need anything!

[scrollgirl]

Goodbye, Horace! I'm glad the surgery went well for you :)

[grammarwoman]

Huzzah for Horace's exit!

If I were you, I would ask the staff if they tried and failed to remove your totems, or did an excellent job in replacing them after the surgery. *grin*

[ineptshieldmaid]

Farewell, Horace! I'm glad you survived and it's over now :D

[winter_elf]

*hugs* rest and recover. Bye-bye Horace the horrible.

[elizaria]

Bye and be gone Horace *sends off a wave*

Good to hear everything went okay though and hope recovery's swift and painless 0/

[storm_petrel]

I'm so glad it went well, best wishes for a speedy recovery!

[sami]

Congratulations, hooray! Take it easy and all that too, I know from having watched a video that even keyhole surgery can be waaay nastier than it looks/sounds, in terms of how traumatised and tragically bitter your internals will be feeling for a while afterwards.

Good riddence to non-plush Horace.

[ingridmatthews]

Congratulations on a successful surgery that wasn't as bad as the apprehension. I hope an easy recovery and a future without illness follows.

[arasigyrn]

I'm really glad you're feeling better and Horace is vanquished.

[fyrdrakken]

Congrats on being rid of Horace!

[iadorespike]

I'm thrilled to hear that it went so well and laughing that you're on-line as soon as you are. (I'd do the same thing if it were at all possible.) Farewell, Horace...we won't miss you!

*hugs you gently*

[celli]

*huuuugs*

[jackycomelately]

\0/ ♥ \0/ ♥ \0/ ♥

[hollyberries]

I'm so glad you're doing fine post-op. Hope you're on your feet soon!

[princessofgeeks]

yay!