Observations on a tonsillectomy (yes, round two of surgery this month.)
Tonsillectomy=salivating like a St. BernardApplesauce is good.Brushing your teeth is terrifying.Do they use sandpaper on your tongue while in surgery? That's what it feels like. (Actually I think I have thrush).My post-op nurse asked me if I wanted the rest of the dose of Morphine. And I said no. She grimaced and said, "Do you realize you were making this face while you said that." Ha. Ha. Then I said, "No, I hate morphine, it makes me loopy and itchy." And she said, "And apparently as white as your bed sheets."
Oh, and the pre-op nurse had me filling out paperwork and in the middle she stopped and asked me if I
was a nurse. When I said yes, she said, "I can always spot a nurse."
And just to let you know how not bright I am, Leo picked up my prescription on the way home from the hospital. He gave me my pain meds the first day. The second, I took one myself in the evening and noticed how few of them there was left. Then I READ the bottle (brilliant, eh?) and noticed that it was only filled for two days, which is weird because the 3-5th days are supposed to be the worst. The name of the drug was not one I was familiar with, but I thought that was likely due to the fact that it dissolved in my mouth (so I wouldn't have to swallow) and so was not the typical pain med. Then this morning, after not sleeping last night, I looked it up online. Umm....it was Zofran. I had had no pain meds at all since the hospital. I made Leo call the doctor's office to call in a prescription for me (because I knew I'd start to cry) and then two wonderful, wonderful women in my ward picked it up for me, picked up my kids, fed me a popsicle and put me to bed. And I slept all the rest of the morning and into the afternoon. I have the greatest ward ever here. I feel much better with a bunch of narcotics in my system. ;)