Home again
We're back and everything's fine -- here's a minor-edit version of the note I sent the family when we got back.
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So we are back home and Amy is resting in bed.
Dr. Pham came out to talk to me just after 10 to say that everything went as planned and Amy is now exactly one gallbladder lighter. No complications, laparascopic, hoorah. You can't visit recovery at Peel Memorial/William Osler so I was told it would be an hour before she was wheeled into the day surgery beds. In actual fact, an hour become 3 because day surgery was backed up and because they weren't in any particular rush to boot people out the door anyhow.
They paged me just before 1 to come see her, and she was already awake, though pretty sleepy. She was not foggy or anything though, she was aware and everything, just tired. Them Lush/Nightingale women can handle their general anesthetic! The nurses wrote up her paperwork, kept her on IV fluids to get her blood volume back up, and basically just waited until her blood pressure was back to normal and her dizzyness went away -- both of which, I was repeatedly assured, are perfectly normal side effects from her surgery.
She's a trooper -- walked up the stairs at home all by her lonesome, got in the door, and found gift baskets from family -- sneaky! She's opened those in bed and is now alternating between napping and grape juice. She sends her thanks to everyone and says she'll talk to you herself once she's slept off a little more of the anesthetic. Doc says she should be back on solid food tomorrow and she reports that her stomach feels fine, stability-wise so it's pizza and chicken wings for breakfast tomorrow (kidding. Honestly people, what do you think of me? :)
Hope the suspense didn't damage anyone, and thanks everyone for their kind words and thoughts.
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-- SNIP --
So we are back home and Amy is resting in bed.
Dr. Pham came out to talk to me just after 10 to say that everything went as planned and Amy is now exactly one gallbladder lighter. No complications, laparascopic, hoorah. You can't visit recovery at Peel Memorial/William Osler so I was told it would be an hour before she was wheeled into the day surgery beds. In actual fact, an hour become 3 because day surgery was backed up and because they weren't in any particular rush to boot people out the door anyhow.
They paged me just before 1 to come see her, and she was already awake, though pretty sleepy. She was not foggy or anything though, she was aware and everything, just tired. Them Lush/Nightingale women can handle their general anesthetic! The nurses wrote up her paperwork, kept her on IV fluids to get her blood volume back up, and basically just waited until her blood pressure was back to normal and her dizzyness went away -- both of which, I was repeatedly assured, are perfectly normal side effects from her surgery.
She's a trooper -- walked up the stairs at home all by her lonesome, got in the door, and found gift baskets from family -- sneaky! She's opened those in bed and is now alternating between napping and grape juice. She sends her thanks to everyone and says she'll talk to you herself once she's slept off a little more of the anesthetic. Doc says she should be back on solid food tomorrow and she reports that her stomach feels fine, stability-wise so it's pizza and chicken wings for breakfast tomorrow (kidding. Honestly people, what do you think of me? :)
Hope the suspense didn't damage anyone, and thanks everyone for their kind words and thoughts.
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