October Sucks

November 1, 2013
11:50pm

Well, My pain in the ass Larry Lump is gone, now replaced with the healing kind of pain in the ass.

My day was far from typical. Horrible actually.
The night before surgery, my beautiful doggie Tyson took a turn for the worst. He was in pain, A Lot of pan. He was howling in pain dispute the strong pain killers. My poor hubs stayed by his side all night long. Carrying our 135 pound puppy where ever he wanted to go. My hubs finally told me at 3 am to try and get some sleep since surgery was at 6:30am.

At 5 am I woke up to see my husband still half awake sitting in the chair and my baby boy panting with a soft cry on a mattress we put on the living room floor.

After my shower, my husband carried my puppy into my bed where he finally fell asleep.
I almost cancelled again, but he did fall asleep.

My husband dropped my older teen daughter at the bus by 6:15am, then I kissed my little baby, and left for the hospital.

I had to pay up before I was registered then I went into the surgery area. They asked my husband to wait while I got in my gown and got an I'VE started, which took about 20 minutes.

I had an awesome nurse, Trina, who reminded me a lot of my best friend Christina in high school.
She called my husband back and then we waited.

I met with the doctor, and he used a marker to draw an outline of Larry Lump.
I met with the anesthesiologist that asked a bunch of questions, then told me the run down. He I formed me that he will give me a cocktail of "Happy Juice", to relax me before they took me in. He would then give me the knock out cocktail. Once I am out, he will have to put a tube in my throat to breath for me, so I may have a soar throat when I wake.
I was the second surgery, and so I went in about 8:30am.
They gave me something in my IV to help with nausea from surgery.
I never had a warning about the Happy juice and suddenly I felt drunk.
I remember laughing and ask g if I was given the happy stuff, then the nurse and my hubs started laughing.
So I started laughing.
I don't remember my husband leaving, but the next thing I remember is being wheeled thru the halls and into the OR.
I remember them giving me a Oxygen mask, but it didn't sit right on my face, so I kept messing with it. Then I remember thinking it was sucking my face, so I began to bite it. Lol.
I remember waiting for the "countdown", and I remember thinking of doing it with style by counting backwards by skipping twos. But- I don't remember anything else. No count down, no prep.

The next thing I remember was a nurse asking if I wanted coffee or apple juice. I said apple. Then she asked if I wanted a graham cracker, which I took.

My hubs was there a moment later. Then some doctor, (not mine) gave me discharge papers and asked if I had any questions. I asked two things:
How big was Larry, and how long for the Biopsy.
He stepped away then came back and said the doctor already left.
He said he doesn't know the size, but said it had 3 nodules and was hopefully a Lipoma.
He said Nodules??
He asked me to make an appointment within one week for a follow up.
I vaguely remember having a convo with a volunteer about the Red Sox as he wheeled me out to my husband in the car.
I don't remember much of the ride home, but I do remember feeling nauseous.
I got home, kissed my little one, checked on my puppy and went to bed.
I woke up a bit later by hearing my puppy crying again.

My husband and I knew it was time to end his suffering. I called his vet that said they couldn't doing it until the following night at 8pm. There was no way we cold make him suffer any longer. I called back to see if there was anything else, and they referred me to their "sister" hospital.
They heard my boy crying in the background d and took us right away.

It's a bit foggy since I still had the anesthesia and pain killers in me, but I insisted on going with my husband.
I don't want to talk much about it, but he went peaceful.
I told my little one that he needed to spend the night at the vet because he was in pain. I didn't want to lie to her, but she went thru a really rough week for a 6 year old. She heard her puppy crying all night. She had to worry about me having surgery, she had to go trick or treating with her sister and without me and dad. I didn't need to ruin Halloween for her anymore.

So today is the day after. My other dog is looking for my big boy all day. I still haven't told my little one. I will have to tell her tomorrow.

As for me, I am sore. My ass bone hurts. And I can't get comfortable. The lump is gone, but I do have swelling in a separate location next to Larry's spot. The incision is pretty big, like 2 inches!

I can't get it wet for 72 hours.
My throat does hurt, and I keep coughing up flem that I didn't have before.

So, October Sucked! Hopefully November will be filled with all good luck, and no more bad news.