Little Eblings Academy - Finally.... Surgery Update

Oct. 31, 2009

Finally.... Surgery Update

Obviously, since I am sitting here typing this entry, something went right with my surgery. Actually, it was much less traumatic than I had thought it would be.

My mom and dad drove me to the hospital, so Adrian could stay home with the littles. After we passted the building a few times - thanks to my stellar directions - we walked in the main doors and then followed the hallway mazes until we finally reached the operating waiting room. Soon after sitting down, I was greeted at the hospital by a very kind nurse - she explained that there had been an emergency and my surgery was going to be bumped ahead by an hour. (I hadn't eaten all day, and it was already 4 in the afternoon.) I reminded myself to be thankful that I wasn't the one with the emergency, then settled in for the extra hour of stomach rumbling and sitting.

Before I knew it, the kind nurse was calling my name. She had me change into the (very sexy) gown and robe, then had me "get comfortable" on the table. (Why do they ALL say that? I am sorry, again, but those tables are NOT comfortable!) Another nurse brought my parents into the room, then, yet another nurse, placed an IV in my arm as I held tightly to my daddy's hand. (Yes, after 8 babies, I am still a big baby when it comes to needles.) Various nurses and doctors came in to ask me questions like, "Can you verify your birthdate?", "What is your last name?", "What are your allergies?"....even though they had all of the answers right in front of them on my chart. When the questions were done, a nurse said, "Okay, Rebecca, you will start to feel a little sleepy now". She was right! I didn't even think to correct her and tell her that she could call me "Beckie". I vaguely remember being wheeled to the operating room, and moving to the table in there. I was a bit concerned that my butt was showing, but was too tired to do anything about it except make a comment that I was sorry. When I was on the operating table, a far away voice told me to take a few deep breaths. For a quick moment I panicked, thinking I might not fall asleep completely, and would feel everything!..
...then I woke up. (Whew! I did fall asleep.)

The nurse brought my parents into the recovery room, and offered me a soda. Mmmm.... CAFFEINE!! Mountain Dew had never tasted so good! She also brought me a graham cracker. It tasted like a gourmet meal!

My mom told me that the doctor had been out to talk to them. Everything had gone well - my kidney stones had broken apart. Hooray!! I was so thankful. After eating my cracker and drinking my soda, I got dressed and the nurse gave me my discharge papers. I would be sore, but they gave me a prescription to help with that. After a quick thank you to everyone who had been so kind to me, my parents led me out of the hospital.

Adrian had plans to go hunting the following day, but stayed home with me to help me as I healed. (I was quite sore for a few days.) Two days later, he ended up with H1N1. He was super sick, and ended up needed my help more than I needed his help! Then the kids got sick...and needed us both to take care of them. I am still not sure how we made it through the week. Only by the grace of God!!

"O Lord my God, I cried out to You, and You have healed me." (Psalm 30:2)

Thank you for your thoughts and prayers.
In Him, Beckie

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