Showing posts with label pre-op. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pre-op. Show all posts

Monday, October 19, 2009

Madwoman

There is a madwoman on the prowl...I am crazy today! I'm wrapping things up at work, turning on my out of office, etc. I emailed Dr. Smith too regarding some hemorrhoid issues I had Friday. I've had them off and on since I went on the prilosec. I had told the hospital people but not sure why I didn't mention to Dr Smith. We even talked about the hard stools so I had my opportunity but didn't bring it up. Too shy I guess? Well of course that night I had an issue with them. *sigh* So I agonized over the weekend about whether to tell him since I had told the hospital. I had this horrible scene play through my mind that it came up on the OR table and they told me they couldn't do surgery because of them so I emailed him. He answered right away and said it was fine. So that was one more load off of my mind.

Tomorrow I work from home, get my PICC line, and do my bowel prep.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

The Red Bracelet Reminder

I went Friday to my pre-op appointments. They said that they needed to take some blood and they could either take it today or I could come back next week. Well, surgery is on Wednesday and Monday and Tuesday are going to be crazy doing last minute things so I told them to do it. They said that I had to wear a bracelet until surgery and if I took it off, they'd have to draw the blood and test it all over again.

So I've been wearing the red bracelet since Friday afternoon. My husband said I look like an escaped mental patient. LOL It is huge and unattractive. I tried to wear long sleeves and colors to blend with the red but haven't had much luck.

The purpose it has served so far has been a constant reminder of what is to come. I'm really good at pushing things I don't want to think about out of my mind but with the bracelet, it's a constant reminder and is very in my face. I think it's been both good and bad. Good in the sense that it is making process what's going on, bad in the fact that my anxiety is through the roof because it's constantly getting in the way.

T-3 days and counting...