Second Laparoscopy: Day 19 post-op

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

My husband and I got up at 6:30am for my post-op appointment after another night of 6 or less hours of sleep.

That day, we spent sun up til sun down out of the house.

First, we went to the post-op appointment, where thankfully I did not have to be subjected to a pelvic exam. I was freezing cold, despite wearing a long sleeved shirt, a sweat shirt with a hood, a long skirt and loose-fitting leggings. Nurse Jessie gave me a warm blanket, which helped slightly. Nurse Jessie is always such a sweetheart.
When Dr. Giudice came in, I brought up my concerns about still being quite tired, still having diarrhea every day and sometimes a few times a day, still being tender to the touch on the right side, and the fact that my fingernails were still tinged pink and translucent at the ends.
Dr. G asked if I’d like to get another blood workup done, to which I replied, “didn’t you get the blood work from last week??” The surgeon and her assistant, Dr. Wang, exchanged glances. Dr. Wang stammered out that someone had seen the blood work report and had said everything turned out alright.
My surgeon asked again if I’d like more blood work. I asked her to review the blood work I just did eight days previous, and if she felt that another round was necessary, then I’d do it. Honestly, I was tired of being stuck so much and I knew it was costing me a lot of money on top of the overnight hospital stay. Dr. G said they’d have another look at it, but she was sure I was healing up alright.

After my post-op appointment, we walked in search of breakfast, and settled on a falafel joint near the hospital. This was the second day in a row that I ate hummus without my body complaining! I began thinking that perhaps all I needed was a reboot to the gastrointestinal tract to be able to tolerate foods once again.
I’m hoping I will continue to tolerate anything in the bean family again from here on out.

After breakfast, my husband drove us to the beach, and we watched the Pacific Ocean for awhile.

Fresh from post-op appt and full of breakfast!

Fresh from post-op appt and full of breakfast!

Approaching Ocean Beach, SF

Approaching Ocean Beach, SF


Ocean Beach

Ocean Beach

It was fracking cold!

It was fracking cold!


So glad to be near my precious ocean!

So glad to be near my precious ocean!

My dear sweet husband, my superhero

My dear sweet husband, my superhero


Love :)

Love :)


 

After walking on the beach and enduring the cold wind for a bit, we checked out the view of the old Sutro Bath ruins, and then we drove back across town to get to my hair appointment. My friend cut my hair – she’s the only person I let touch my hair anymore, and as usual, she did a fabulous job! I am so happy to be rid of all the haystacky old dyed split ends.

At the Sutro bath ruins again, but with new haircut!

At the Sutro bath ruins again, but with new haircut!

Back home after a day out, showing off new hair cut!

Back home after a day out, showing off new hair cut!


 

Once we were done with the hair appointment, we went next door to a thrift store, and I bought a loose-fitting skirt for work. I’ll be wearing lots of loose fitting skirts in the coming weeks while my belly finishes healing up. This is how it went after the last surgery, too.

My husband began to sugar crash at this point, and I was hungry, too, so we called it a day and made our way back home. I drank a Boost protein drink and we ate some Rice Chex cereal I’d brought along.
Despite being so tired, my husband wanted to take the scenic route home – along the ocean. We visited the view above the Sutro bath ruins again, watched the sun begin to set and several ships sailing in from the horizon towards the golden gate bridge.

It was around this time that I had checked in with my Facebook addiction and found out that my Internet friend and endometriosis sister J had lost her newborn baby. I cried out OH NO! I just sat there with my phone in my hand, limp, staring into my lap. I shed some tears. The last sutro ruins photo of me showing off my new haircut does not have the same intensity smile as my other photos that day, because my friend was weighing so heavily on my mind at that minute. She’d only had her little one for 13 days when the newborn died overnight. Such a tragedy – she tried so hard for that baby.

And that’s how the day ended – on a somber and reflective note. We watched the sun set and the ships sail in as we took the ocean highway route down to the San Mateo bridge, and then back up along the East Bay back to our home.

Firsts for Day 19:

  • I was able to stay active and out of the house from sun up til sun down!
  • I was able to lay on my right side without thinking about it, and there was no pain.
  • I was able to eat hummus (it’s in the bean family) with no food sensitivity repercussions, two days in a row!

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