It's all over

[ailbhe]

We got a taxi to the hospital at 7 o'clock this morning. I read the bumf from the hospital in the taxi and realised that we'd packed pyjamas and not a dressing gown, because we'd packed what I needed last time and not this time. We turned back, fetched the dressing gown, and headed in to hospital. By the time we were queueing up at reception I was shaking and sick. We had a lovely nurse who kept telling me not to worry, I'd be fine.

This morning I woke up and Linnea didn't, so I had a lovely, heart-building snuggle with her before I had to feed her and hand her over to her Farmor. She had the most appallingly snotty nose; we gave her Medised to help with the mucus and hopefully get her back to sleep, since she only got about 6 hours last night.

The hospital was fine. I asked - or Rob asked for me - for a sedative, but the anaesthetist said it would take too long to take effect. Instead, they saw me first, to get it over with, so that I was back on the ward before the oral sedative would have taken effect. I walked down to the anaesthetic room and lay on the trolley; I was doing ok until they started putting monitors on my fingers, when I started to cry uncontrollably. The nurse was very nice; she had a 6-month-old baby and this was her first day back at work. The anaesthetist was very nice; he kept asking me about Linnea, presumably to give him a guide as to when I went all foozy woozy Sssshhhhrimnotdddddrrrunkmnot. I kept crying for a long time though.

Recovery was much nicer this time. There was someone there when I woke up, and it was a proper room, not a corridor, and there was no major crisis happening in the bed opposite (which is why there was no-one with me last time). Once I got back to the ward they let me stand up to prove I could (personal phobia no. 2345b, subsection ii), then I went to sleep for 45 minutes, then I had tea and toast. After four slices of toast and jam I was able to get up and dressed. We were home by about noon; I went more or less straight to bed. I fed Linnea shortly before one o'clock, then she slept for two and a half hours and I slept for um, longer.

The pain from the canula is far greater than the pain from the examination, which is a relief. I have not been told what, if anything, they found - I know they found some scar tissue, but duh, we knew there was acres of scar tissue there. I do think I need to see the gynaecologist and I will be chasing my GP about it soon. Or maybe the health visitor. Or maybe the gynaecologist himself. How do I know who to chase?

Anyway, this time wasn't as bad as last time. I slept last night. In December, I stayed up the entire night before my op, shaking and talking on IRC. I didn't leave Linnea a particular farewell note, unlike last time - though that could have been because of the incident last night.

My father-in-law arrived home about 2:30 am, by the way, with the injured vehicle. The damage is to the rear door on the driver's side, and the panel by the driver's door, and possibly the driver's door. The rear door won't close at all - they had to tape it almost shut, with a gap of only about 6 inches, in order to get home last night.

Linnea and my mother-in-law got on fine, though Linnea refused to go to sleep. There were a few communication difficulties, but nothing major. Linnea at one point climbed into her buggy, and then out again and demanded to be allowed out the front door, but refused to have her shoes put on. The best guess is that she wanted to go and find me and Rob.

Comments

[richtermom.livejournal.com]

I'm so glad you're home and settled and everything is okay. PHew...

[jentifred.livejournal.com]

Glad to hear it went well. Hopefully now they'll be able to, oh, fix it? Hugs.

[ai731.livejournal.com]

Very, very glad to hear that it went as well as it reasonably could have done. Hope they found out something useful, and will tell you about it soon.

[buzzy-bee.livejournal.com]

Glad to hear you are home and it seems to have gone well.

[epi-lj.livejournal.com]

I'm glad that you made it through without major non-vehicular incident.

Incidentally, a post title of, "It's all over," with a line early in like, "This morning I woke up and Linnea didn't," is probably more than a little heart-arhythmia-inducing for folks on your friends list who have had friends lose children recently.

[datagoddess.livejournal.com]

Glad you're home and that it went well.

And it's so cute that Linnea wanted to go look for you.

[kightp.livejournal.com]

I'm glad it was less traumatic than last time; I hope for you that this is a sign of ongoing recovery that continues apace.

[juliansinger.livejournal.com]

My friends page somehow skipped your last entry, so I was imagining 'orrible things when I got to your last couple of paragraphs. Accident! What accident?! (I mean, it wasn't much good in and of itself, but it's better than people getting injured.)

I hate hospitals. I'm glad it's over, and good luck communicating with gynecologists and others.

[kalmn.livejournal.com]

i'm glad you're home, and what a sweet linnea you have, that she wanted to go look for you.

[k425.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you're home safe.

(If you want some light relief some time, ask me about how the rear door on our last car got damaged!)

[oldbloke.livejournal.com]

SHUT

UP

[ailbhe]

OK, now I have to be told.

[k425.livejournal.com]

When OldBloke moved in, in Dec 01, we quickly got into a morning routine - I'd open the garage door, we'd pack the car, he'd reverse out, I'd turn off the light, lock the connecting door, close the garage door, get into the car.

Except this one morning I opened the garage door, opened the rear passenger door and put one bag in, went back to get something else, and OB drove off.

I did wave and shout, but he didn't notice till he'd hit the garage wall with the door, wrenching it back. All our plans for gadding about over the Christmas break were as naught, since the car door had to be closed with tape and wasn't particularly draught-proof. Couldn't get it fixed till the end of the holiday. The door was never the same.

[rosefox]

I'm very glad it went well.

Here's an interesting article about babies to take your mind off things.

[barakta]

Wow you sound really coherent for someone who's had an anaesthetic earlier today. I am really glad it is over and that the pain is not bad, cannula pain is enough for anyone.

Good luck with gynae referrals. You may be able to find a named gynae person who your GP would have to write you a referral letter for. This can be useful if you wish to choose/avoid certain medical people.

[firecat]

Glad that part's over

[fingers crossed] for the next part

[murphymom.livejournal.com]

Happy to hear things went as smoothly as they did. I hope you will hear encouraging things from whomever it is you need to chase down. Linnea sounds like such a dear - my own younger daughter, at about Linnea's age, once demanded of the sitter that they go and look for Mum & Dad (because it was dark and we'd never left her after dark before), so I expect that's precisely what she was about.

Re: It's all over

[pir-anha.livejournal.com]

*sigh of relief*. and now hoping for the best as regards fixing things.

[micheinnz.livejournal.com]

I'm glad things were easier for you this time. *big gentle hugs* offered

[radegund.livejournal.com]

More hugs. I'm glad things weren't as bad as last time, and I hope you get some useful answers very soon. Thinking of you all.