Friday, July 26, 2013
Well I had my surgery and it was a success!! On July 19, Friday at 7:30 am I checked in for my gastric bypass and went in around 9:30. I was discharched on the following Sunday morning. Honestly I think the procedure and everything went pretty good considering the severity of the surgery. I wasn't expecting to be up and moving around as fast as I was but by Saturday I was up and walking around the halls of the hospital with my Mom. Believe it or not I actually really enjoyed the time I had there spending with just my mom...even tho I was in pain and extremely thirsty....It was great spending time with her. I have to say that coming out of surgery I feel the most awful part for me until Saturday afternoon was not being able to have anything to drink. I was so incredibly thirsty and my mouth so dry that I didn't think I was going to make it that long. The things they were giving me to wet my mouth just weren't cutting it. When I was allowed to have that first cup of water and bowl of broth I was thrilled. I knew that I was supposed to sip slowly but clearly I didn't sip slowly enough for my new stomach. For the entire evening I was belching a disgusting foam until there was nothing left to belch. Then came the intense pain that I knew I would feel....I felt like someone was trying to cut my stomach in half with a dull butter knife and throwing salt on it with each stroke. I had to learn how to do things completely differently and move completely different to accommodate my new stomach. Coming home has been a whole different experience for me and by far more challenging and unpleasant than my hospital stay. My mom and Elijah left on Monday so here I was with my new egg shaped stomach, tons of questions, exhausted, in pain, and with no idea of how to take care of myself. Well in the process of my discharge, my doctors had taken me completely off of one really important medication that states right there on the directions to never "just stop" taking the medication. They took me off my anti-depressants and didn't provide me with a back up. They told me I would be ok throughout the weekend and until I could get in the following week to see my PCP. I was on Cymbalta and had been for about 2 years and doing great with it. Well I was doing great at home recovery wise...walking every day, sipping my soup, drinking my water, and feeling absolutely great on Monday...by Monday night all hell broke loose. I didn't sleep a wink all night and the sun was coming up before I was finally able to close my eyes and sleep. However, it wasn't a fit sleep...I was having these really terrifying dreams. It was like I was stuck in the deep dark hole trying to escape and the faster I go up the hole, the faster that gut wrenching, blood curdling, make the hair stand on your neck fear came after me and pulled me further into the dream. Then when I would finally wake up in the morning, it would be as if I had never really woke up at all. I felt as if I were still in the dream; in a sort of fog, hovering over myself as I watched my body go through all the motions of another day. By the end of the day on Wednesday, I had had enough and decided to call my surgeons office and talk to a nurse. I told her I was having really bad moments of sweating, nightmares, and all my other symptoms. She explained to me that I was having withdrawals from my Cymbalta and that she had heard really bad stories of people coming down off that medication cold turkey like I was. Unfortunately there was nothing they could do for me but put me on a new medication and thankfully my PCP had started me on a new one that day. So today my head is clear and my symptoms are not nearly as severe but still there. Now I'm just suffering from really bad depression and probably will until my new medication kicks in. As for my pain...it is still there but not nearly as bad as I had thought it would be. I am still incredibly tired and have my moments when I just hurt all over, but I guess that is to be expected. So that is my story so far and I will try and get on and post more when I can!