I was wondering if it would be helpful to do a little account/diary thing of my op and recovery. I know some members have been through this but others are considering surgery or perhaps someone lurking could find this helpful.
Day of surgery - Up at 5am and caught two buses to the hospital. We waited until a nurse came and took names and gave us a letter and took us to little side rooms. DH was left behind. I was visited by a nurse to take details, a dr to take blood, another nurse to check I wasn't pregnant and then the anaesthetist and surgeon visited to discuss the procedure and get me to sign the consent form. I dressed in two gowns and compression socks. I waited around on a chair outside the room due to overcrowding, I think I was first on the list but was then bumped to second and allocated a room with a bed. DH was allowed in and I managed to snooze and not be too terrified - I almost cried at the anaesthetist. Finally at 11ish we were told to get ready, I walked to the lifts with DH and then said goodbye at 11:30am.
The floor was entirely theatres with lots of surgeons around, the nurse checked us in at the front desk and we went into the room where I was prepared for theatre, it was freezing cold. I was attached to the monitors with blood pressure cuff and then the dreaded cannula. Everyone was nice and jokey but seriously I did not want to be there with my fear of being put under. I could feel it going into my arm and was squeezing my eyes shut waiting for it to happen. It wasn't too bad but I did get the woo woo woo type feeling. But I am surprised it was so clean, I can remember it very well and wasn't too bad after either. The op took about four or five hours, poor DH waited about seven hours to hear I was ok, he was told it was about two hours.
I came round desperately needing a wee, I think I thought I was at home and tried to put the lamp on! At that moment I was stopped from getting up and wheeled to recovery. I was visited by the anaesthetist and the consultant (while trying to wee and regretting they didn't use a catheter). I was topped up with morphine a few times but I had a pain in my left leg and side which wasn't budging. I thought it was muscular so a muscle relaxant was requested but didn't arrive. I asked the nurse if my DH knew I was out and she rang him for me. This gave the ward a push to admit me and I was wheeled down to my bed. I still had a lot of pain in the left but the Drs were busy, being a neurosurgery ward I was the least ill person there by far :(
I slept between checks and a Dr visited but didn't do anything, sleep was helping at least. Lots of visits in the morning by both surgeons, a physio and more drugs and checks. The staff were all great, nurses, physio, the catering staff, the food was pretty good too. I did have one issue with a nurse who told me I'd had my muscle relaxant and it was gabapentin. I was pretty upset and worried about that and that is why I didn't get it until the nurse on the day shift finally let me have it.
Due to the pain in the left persisting and believing it was nerve pain, I had an MRI, I took oramorph before that as it was painful. I chose to walk back alone from the scan with my wound drain half full of blood, which must've been a sight in the public lift. The pain turned out to be caused by the suction of the drain pulling on the left nerve root which showed on the scan. It's still painful but no where near that level. It was changed to a gravity drain and only removed just before we left.
DH came at 3pm as visitors aren't allowed until 2pm anyway. We were moved to another ward, a private room. While eating dinner the consultant and other surgeon arrived and asked about going home, I said it would be more convenient (kids at home and babysitter who had done far more than I realised she would need to). The drain and canula came out and the wound was dressed. We got a cab home and stood around a bit too long chatting.
I called the GP the next day and got some diazepam and morphine. I'm still on my butrans patch, gabapentin, nortriptiline and codeine as needed, plus regular paracetamol and ibuprofen. I'm sleeping a lot but trying to do my exercises and move around gently. It's not easy with the kids wanting to jump on me. I've had success with prune juice, I was dreading going but it was fine. Most of the pain is in a band across the back of my pelvis and a little down the left leg. Sitting is painful but I can walk ok. Turning in bed is a challenge and I can feel the wound stretching. I can't feel any right leg pain so that is a success even if it isn't the worst pain I had. But I know the back pain can decrease with physio now the injury is fixed. The consultant apparently said that this op is the sort that can make a big difference to pain levels. I bloody hope so but it's a waiting game and may take a few months to realise. I'll put my all in to making it happen and praying too. It is starting to feel frustrating being in bed and not doing stuff but I know it has to be like this and I have to remind DH at times too, it's not worth going through another op!