So, I was without my computer for a couple days after the surgery, and just haven't really felt like blogging since the surgery....until today. I will warn everyone, it is going to be a long one, lots of stuff to cover. Where to begin, the surgery itself is a blur, I remember being on the bed, them explaining some stuff, then saying I'll see you when I get out to my beautiful wife, and that's about it. Oh, and then them wheeling me into this VERY BRIGHT operating room. They introduced me to everyone in the room, not that I remember any of them. After the surgery, I went to recovery where my wife, sister, mother, and sister-in-law all got to come see me. I specifically told my dad to wait until I was a little more awake to come to the hospital, mainly because I know he likes hospitals as much as I do. I was in recovery for a few hours, then was told, Ok, we're ready to move you to ICU. I thought, oh, that wasn't too bad, but then they told me all the ICU beds were full. 8 hours later, they were finally able to open up an ICU bed, and I was ready to move.
Once I got up to ICU, they scooted me from one bed to the other, and I fully believe that ALL my anesthesia quit working at exactly that point in time. I was in the worst pain I've ever been in during my entire life. I vaguely remember many explitives coming out of my mouth, followed by profuse apologies to the staff and other patients. Although, I'm pretty sure they didn't care and have heard it all many times before. So, while I was in ICU, Tish, Pam, Mom, Dad, and my cousin Brett all came to see me. Thankfully, that was after much of the pain was under control. I was in ICU for almost 2 days when I got the thumbs up to move to a regular room. This was a good thing, it meant the healing was going well, and I'd get to see my kids in a regular room. They weren't allowed in ICU due to an age limit. Unfortunately, once again, all the rooms were full. This time, it took them 12 hours to find a regular room for me.
I finally got moved up and settled into my room. Here is where all the visitors started to show up, all the above came to visit again, along with my kids, Keith and Rosie, my Mother-in-law, MSgt Roe and MSgt Simpson from work. I thank everyone that made it up to see me, I know there were many others that had plans to, but luckily I got out of the hospital MUCH faster than I expected. The surgeon beforehand said 5-7 days, my surgery was on a Tuesday, so I was expecting to get out Monday, maybe Sunday at best. Everything went very well, and I actually got discharged on Saturday. They actually tried discharging me on Friday, but I wanted one more night, just to be safe. While I was in the hospital all the staff was amazing, very helpful, kind, and caring. My room was actually very nice, despite what I was expecting. I was given beautiful flowers/ballons/candy and cards from my Bio Family and my regular family, I thank all of you for the gifts. I also got the "broken butt bear" who had been changed to a "broken head bear" but was strictly told that it was only on loan. As I said, I got released on Saturday the 23rd, my folks and Pam were headed back to Illinois, but made sure to stop by and say goodbye before they left. I came home to a beautiful sign made by my wife and kids that said "Welcome Home Daddy" and yes, it still hangs in our house today. I got in the house and didn't make it much farther than my recliner, unfortunately this would be my home for the next week or so.
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