It's my life: How it all went down

I drove to the hospital because my hubby was so tired because he came in from Eagle Pass and his days and nights were all messed up. We check into the hospital and waited to be admitted. They call us into a office and we are in there giving information for about 30 minutes, i happened to look behind me and my Grandma and Aunt and Uncle are standing there waving at me. That eased my nerves a bit knowing they were there and they were so chipper at 6am in the morning haha. So we finish up in the office and come out and greet my family who by the way drove in the previous day from Odem TX and Beeville TX, basically a 3 hour drive. so the lady who took our info was already having us follow her into the room where they have me get in my gown and start the IV and such. So I had to leave my family in the waiting room aside from my hubby cause he could come with me in the back. Everything was happening to fast. So I'm in my own little area curtained off and there are other people awaiting surgery as well in their curtained off areas. I'm lying in my bed in my backless gown, (you know the one) and then it hits. I didn't want to do the surgery anymore. I was so gung ho about getting it done, I didn't realize how serious it was going to be. About 3 people come in asking all these questions and what not. My nurse comes and tries to start my IV but she punctures through my vein and then couldn't get into another one...(what a way to start the morning..especially a Monday morning and your having neck surgery) so she has another nurse come in and she has no problem getting my IV squared away. My anesthesiologist comes and gives me a talk to about my "margaritas" he's going to be giving me to get party going. The first one will make me relax and the 2nd one will knock me out cause I'm having to much to drink....or something like that. So he put in the first IV margarita and suuuuuure enough it hit me quick and I was relaxed! Oh and I needed it because I kept crying once I realized I didn't want the surgery anymore since I was so nervous. (How old am I again) A little before then my family was allowed to come in and say bye and good luck and stuff. So once the margarita was given to me they were ready to roll me into surgery. Like I said, it was happening so fast, I swear we weren't even in the hospital a hour and I was already going into surgery! I get rolled into this room which I am familiar with because I have been in a few surgery rooms. I hear Michael Jackson on the radio and I said a loud "Nothing like going out to some Michael Jackson." haha. They put me on the surgery table, which was nerve racking since I was so "drunk" and I had to move myself over to the table! No one gave me the count down to lights out cause I woke up having to use the bathroom really bad. I had a oxygen mask on and it was really hard to speak and speak loud at that. I kept telling my nurse I had to go to the restroom really bad. long story short they did a catheter. Some people hate those, but I love them. Makes things so much easier especially after surgery. I lay there for quite a while and for some reason I can't sleep but I can't keep my eyes open either since I still have the "margaritas" in me, so i just close my eyes and listen to the things going on around me. I think I was back in the room that I was in before surgery! Eventually they move me and we get somewhere in the hospital and I swear I heard my uncle say "eh, just leave her there." haha. I get into my room and try to visit with my family before they leave back to the coast. I'm super glad they came to visit me even though it wasn't as long as I would have hoped for. So to speed things up I have a reaction to the morphine or something because I threw up twice and almost fainted on the toilet. I don't know how other people are after surgery but I couldn't use the potty and had to have another catheter. After hours and hours all of a sudden like 6 people came into my room and said they were moving me to another part of the hospital, and I am still kind of out of it and am totally freaked out! They moved in into a smaller room in the telemetry part of the hospital where they were going to monitor my heart closely. that freaked me out, I thought I was going to have a heart attack or something they way it sounded! I was so scared! And at this point I was able to use the restroom and every time I would get up to go walk to the restroom, someone would come in and see if I was ok because my heart rate would go up. No guys, just using the potty! later i had to go get a x ray of my chest to make sure everything was working well and something wasn't causing my heart rate to go up the way it was. But everything came back good on that, THANK GOD! My doctor had come in previous to all this i believe (I can't pin point since my hubby isn't here and i was still out of it) and he told me how the surgery went and he said it was more difficult then other surgeries he has done since my nodules on my thyroid were so large, AND he had to remove one of my 4 parathyroids because there were nodules on it! What a shocker. So i stay two nights instead of one because they were monitoring my heart rate. On the last day my doctor came in again to check on me and to remove the drain from my neck. It was painless. I was discharged that night and my hubby took me to my dad and step-moms house because they were going to be watching me since my hubby was going back to work in eagle pass. So I get to my dads and i start feeling tingling in my feet and legs,then it went up to my face and hands and arms. I was super freaked out. it wouldn't stop. I could not sleep at all and when i would doze off i would string out of bed sweating to death. So my step-mom came in and said she would lay with me in bed to maybe make me more comfortable knowing she was there. nothing changed, the tingling was over whelming and scary and i dozed off again yet to me woken up with my nose gushing with blood. We got it to stop, and i told her I wanted to go to ER. It was 3am in the morning. So we went and they were great there. Took my blood and stuff and gave me some medicine to calm down and it would help me sleep. It worked like magic. everything was pretty much the same after that, no more tingles though! I had a hard time sleeping for about a week till I got home and slept in my own bed, I was still having HORRIBLE night sweats though. i didn't have to sleep elevated anymore, which was great because I always sleep on my stomach. And btw the entire time after surgery i never had a problem with my neck, it didn't bother me or anything. I was very very hoarse though, I still don't have my voice back completely which sucks. My scar is healing good and its connected to my other scar that I have had since I was about 6 or 7 from a previous biopsy. I'm feeling normal again, I just every now and again get muscle cramps which is do to one of my medications I think. I have gone to the doctor for a check up and he removed my stitches and sent me to the blood lab to get labs done. When I was in the hospital I took 3 different meds I think...and even when I got out I took them, I have to take 14 pills a day now, but there are 4 different kinds. I was taking a heart rate pill but I don't have to take it anymore. I wonder when I can get off this calcium because the pill is the size of a toilet paper roll! I probably left out a lot of stuff. But I didn't want to write a novel! Any questions comment on here.

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