Another day in the life.

What a whirlwind of a week this has been
 It definitely did not go as planned. My intentions were to go back to work Monday and be a bad ass.  I thought I felt well enough to go back in full force. This surgery quickly said "No".  I blogged about the week on Thursday. I woke up feeling horrible and was given a IV at work to get me through the day. The IV helped but not for long.  I can only imagine how dry my insides were. I imagine it soaked up that bag in a hurry and then laughed.  Laughed really loud.  Friday morning I woke up and knew that I did not have the energy to work.  I was seriously concerned I would pass out.  So I placed a call to Dr. Westmoreland (surgeon) and gave them a run down of my symptoms.  The nurse called back and said she wasn't concerned about a pulmonary embolism but was concerned about pneumonia and to get in with my primary Dr.  So I went in and saw the NP and she ordered a chest X-ray that came back clear (phew). She gave me a bag of fluids and drew some blood along with checking me for the flu.  The NP told me " You look like crap on a cracker" and that was pretty accurate to how I felt.  After the liter of fluid I still wasn't feeling good and my blood pressure would drop and my face would turn ghost white when I sat up.  She decided that I needed to be admitted to the hospital for at least a 24 hour observation for fluids.  So Jason and I headed over to the hospital. Once there I had two nurses trying to start an IV and destroying my arms.

Every time they would stick a vein it would go flat and blow because of the dehydration.  I felt like a human pin cushion. Between the IV Thursday, Friday and the 4 lab draws so far I look like a hot mess.  I am feeling much better though.  I haven't been able to eat a whole lot but the fluids from the IV have perked me up.  Everything I eat tastes bad. I feel like this surgery has completely changed my taste buds.  I'm on prophylactic heparin ( blood thinner) every 8 hours to ensure no blood clots. I will be seeing a nutritionist today to go over some things which I think will help me a lot.
I don't want to deter anyone from this surgery by being open and honest.  We all have a strength in us to handle anything.  I am reminded of why I did this surgery when I look in the mirror and remember how much I hated myself.  I was 206.3 at the Dr's office yesterday.  I am down 32 pounds.  That's just insane to me.  I may be having a rough time right now but it will get better.  This will all be in the distant past soon enough.