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so i've had a shitty weekend
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thursday around midnight, i went to emergency because i was having the worst gull bladder attack ever (worse than labor!), and i couldn't walk to the car, or even around at all. they gave me morphine right aways,and it was like heaven. the pain ended, but once the morphine wore away, the pain came back, so i knew this was serious. they kept me in overnight, and then decided in the morning that i had to have my gull bladder taken out. i had a meeting with dr. jacobs, and then he decided that it would have to be that afternoon.. so much was happening, i couldn't even take it in a notch. the moved me upstairs, and then i waited around for the time to come. 2:30 the nurse had said, and they were starting to prep me for surgery. then 2 minutes before my scheduled surgery, they tell me that its gonna have to be pushed back for 9am the next day. great... im ok with having spare of the moment surgeries like my cesearean but this was too much, and i wasn't in the mood to dream on it. i had like no sleep that night. but the next morning came, and they prepped me again, and it was time. i went in, and finally woke up 2 hrs later. because i was anemic i had a problem with the anastetic and they didn't have to give me the full amount before i'd fall asleep. and it was 2 hrs after when i woke up when its usually only 10 minutes. i woke up in HORRIBLE pain. they wheeled me into my room,and jered was waiting for me. the whole day was of me wanting to sleep. sleep. sleep! you couldn't talk to me for more than 10 mins and i'd be out. so i had only family come see me. the next day i started to feel a bit better but so nauseated and i wasn't hungry at all! i didn't eat anything that day. i started to walk, even tho it hurt so much to, i knew it was good for me. nobody really came to visit me, so i landed up just watching tv for the evening. then following day i continued to feel nauseated but i told the nurse that if this was what it was like to go home, then i might as well just go home. so they let me out at 3:00, and i went home. when i got here, i couldn't stop vomiting. within 4 hrs i vomited 5 times, and still had nothing to eat. my meds couldn't stay down at all, so i went back and they pumped me full of fluids and gave me a bunch of meds through my intervenus. i started to feel better, but just wanted to sleep cuz thats what i needed. i went to bed, and woke up still in a lot of pain, but my nausea went down dramatically. so i was able to take my meds ok. my pain is still there,but my nausea is mostly gone. :) makes me happy. now im just sitting with my lappy on my lap and just waiting for this pain to settle..
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thursday around midnight, i went to emergency because i was having the worst gull bladder attack ever (worse than labor!), and i couldn't walk to the car, or even around at all. they gave me morphine right aways,and it was like heaven. the pain ended, but once the morphine wore away, the pain came back, so i knew this was serious. they kept me in overnight, and then decided in the morning that i had to have my gull bladder taken out. i had a meeting with dr. jacobs, and then he decided that it would have to be that afternoon.. so much was happening, i couldn't even take it in a notch. the moved me upstairs, and then i waited around for the time to come. 2:30 the nurse had said, and they were starting to prep me for surgery. then 2 minutes before my scheduled surgery, they tell me that its gonna have to be pushed back for 9am the next day. great... im ok with having spare of the moment surgeries like my cesearean but this was too much, and i wasn't in the mood to dream on it. i had like no sleep that night. but the next morning came, and they prepped me again, and it was time. i went in, and finally woke up 2 hrs later. because i was anemic i had a problem with the anastetic and they didn't have to give me the full amount before i'd fall asleep. and it was 2 hrs after when i woke up when its usually only 10 minutes. i woke up in HORRIBLE pain. they wheeled me into my room,and jered was waiting for me. the whole day was of me wanting to sleep. sleep. sleep! you couldn't talk to me for more than 10 mins and i'd be out. so i had only family come see me. the next day i started to feel a bit better but so nauseated and i wasn't hungry at all! i didn't eat anything that day. i started to walk, even tho it hurt so much to, i knew it was good for me. nobody really came to visit me, so i landed up just watching tv for the evening. then following day i continued to feel nauseated but i told the nurse that if this was what it was like to go home, then i might as well just go home. so they let me out at 3:00, and i went home. when i got here, i couldn't stop vomiting. within 4 hrs i vomited 5 times, and still had nothing to eat. my meds couldn't stay down at all, so i went back and they pumped me full of fluids and gave me a bunch of meds through my intervenus. i started to feel better, but just wanted to sleep cuz thats what i needed. i went to bed, and woke up still in a lot of pain, but my nausea went down dramatically. so i was able to take my meds ok. my pain is still there,but my nausea is mostly gone. :) makes me happy. now im just sitting with my lappy on my lap and just waiting for this pain to settle..