I woke up to hear a lovely woman telling me we were all done and that it went well. I became aware that I was in the post op recovery area. I then became aware that I was very nauseous and sore. I told the nurse and she gave me meds in my IV for the nausea. It worked immediately. But then I was focused on the pain. I have a fairly high pain tolerance so I was concerned and told her. She didn't want to give me pain meds until I ate something so I dealt with it. She gave me some ice chips because my throat was very sore and dry from the breathing tube. The guy who wheeled me down earlier saw me and commented that they sure did a number on my hair, which was a mess. The pony tail holder was almost out. I was able to use my left arm to it out but my right side was in pretty serious pain. Anyway, he wheeled me back to a room down the hall from where I started out on floor #3. The nurse immediately got me out of the bed and into a chair. Sitting up relieved the pressure on my chest tremendously so I started feeling better. She brought me saltines and water and then gave me the hydrocodone. Within 15 minutes I felt fine. Paul came in and then she told me I could get dressed. I used the restroom and got dressed fairly easily. There was a woman on the other side who obviously had also just had some sort of surgery but she was very nauseous. They said they had already given her a lot of medicine for it. As I was packing up, we heard her vomiting pretty badly. I felt terrible for her. The nurses told her that they think she needed to spend the night there. I was thankful that wasn't me.
The nurse gave us a folder with after care info. inside and the wheelchair was brought up and I was discharged. I was in my house at 2pm. Not bad.
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