The Surgery

oday was the big day!! I was to be at the hospital at 8am this morning in order to prepare for surgery.

We got up this morning, I cleaned my knee with the hospital disinfectant, and got ready. I straightened my hair, and packed a small bag hoping to be prepared. We got to the hospital meeting Matthew around 7:55. We went in and went to the waiting room where I was almost immediately taken back into the room. Only mom and I went and I immediately regretted not hugging everyone, and I was somewhat sad having not seen Becky, or Pastor Brandon yet.

NEXT DAY:

Well, I will continue my story now. When we got to the room I of course had to change into the oh so lovely hospital gown;), and get settled. We saw different nurses and were asked plenty of questions. Eventually, the anesthesiologist came in and hooked up my IV which is what I was the most worried about, BLEH. But he got in no problem and so then the wait began. Eventually Pastor Brandon Came back, and then Becky, and Katie, and Matt. Lots of time was spent talking and such. I went to the bathroom a few times, which let me tell you was quite the experience with an IV. hahaha. Eventually though I hugged everyone goodbye and just mom and PB stayed in the room. They were there as they came to take me away. They held my hands and hugged and kissed me til I was out the door. *side note* I'm incredibly blessed with a truly WONDERFUL youth pastor. He is such a blessing, and I can't believe I only have one more year in the youth group!! *side note over*

As they wheeled me down the hallway they told me I might start feeling a little bit giggly and such. I felt a little strange as they wheeled me around. We landed in the operating room, where I moved myself to a different table. They put a blood pressure cuff on me and did a few other things. They then placed a mask over me and told me it was oxygen and they needed me to cough a few times. That is honestly the last thing I remember. I never remember counting down or anything, or even being told I would be falling asleep.

I remember being somewhat awake and still feeling the breathing tube in my throat, but then drifting back to sleep and when I woke up next it was gone. I was in the recovery room and I was somewhat coherent. I kept trying to look at the clock, and I wanted to talk but my throat was sore and dry. Eventually I cleared my throat and immediately asked when the oxygen could come out of my nose because it was driving me CRAZY!!! Soon after they took it out along with taking everything else off and wheeling me back to my room!

When I got in there I was pretty much fully awake. I was tired, but I was ok! My mom and aunt were the first people to come in the room. We all talked and did the normal things.

Before I could leave I had to be able to keep down liquids, and go to the bathroom. The liquids were no problem, and going to the bathroom wasn't either. But getting to the bathroom was a different story.

I was extremely blessed by only having to be on crutches for 4 weeks with partial weight bearing. So I was able to use crutches, but I was honestly really really scared about going and walking. It took a while, but I finally got there. I was very lightheaded so i sat in the bathroom a while before venturing back. I was exhausted and dizzy so I rested a while more before having PT come and show me a few things, and then I was able to leave!!!

I was very blessed in having a surgery that went very well, and lots of family around to keep me company!