Since I had surgery Thursday, we dressed the kids up in their costumes on Wednesday (bees and a beekeeper) and took them around town. We started the day at library story time. The kids LOVE story time. They participate in the songs and dance to the music. Fifteen minutes is just the right amount of time to keep their attention and prevent them from wandering the library.
A little later that day we took the kids to Max’s work. The employees were so sweet and even had candy for the kids to practice trick-or-treating with. We then met some of our close friends for lunch before heading home for naps. It was a fabulous day!
Marcus and Mia digging for treats
Josie having a blast
Mia trying to fly
Josie and Katherine (who is about to have her own baby)
Thursday was the day of my tummy tuck! Honestly, I thought for sure the nerves wold kick in by Thursday morning but I was relatively calm through the entire process. I started in the office of the “surgical suite” by changing into a comfy plush robe. The nurse, doctor, and anesthesiologist all came in and talked to us. Before I went back to the OR, I stood on a platform and got marked up. It was eerily familiar to a tailoring, except was on my skin rather than clothes. The staff was great and they kept the mood light and calm. Max was then taken in one direction while I was taken to the OR. I climbed onto the OR table and was so comfy I honestly felt like I was there to get a massage. The blankets were plush and heated and the anesthesiologist told me exactly what was going on at all times in a very friendly and calm way. The last think I remember is being told I was given Valium to help me relax. The plastic surgeon came in and said a few nice words and I was out. The next thing I remember is waking up in the recovery room. In what seemed like 5 min but was probably much longer, Max was brought in, I was put in wheelchair, and then we were on our way home.
The day of the surgery was tough. I would definitely say the pain is worse than my c-section but it is still manageable. My pain meds did lapse from the time I left the hospital to the time I woke up at home. In those few moments, I honestly felt like I had been hit by a mack truck. As soon as the pain meds kicked back in, I was fine. The worst part about the first recovery day was my extremely dry mouth as a result of the anesthesia and meds. The first night I had a catheter. It was extremely difficult to move so I’m glad that was there. I thought I would have difficulty sleeping but honestly, with the pain meds on board, I was out like a light. The catheter was a piece of cake to remove the next morning.
I am trying to get up and walk around as much as I can. I am not allowed to shower till my drain comes out early next week. This morning, Max helped me wash my hair in the sink and change clothes. My doctor told me the first 72 hours were going to be extremely painful and he was right. Today I am finally starting to feel slightly better but I imagine I am going to be out of commission for another week.
I’m told all went great with the surgery. The doctor said besides the severe muscle separation, my abs were in remarkable shape and that should help me recovery nicely. I’ve sneaked a short peak at my tummy. With all the bruising and swelling, it is really hard to tell what’s going on. One thing is certain, my creped, wrinkly skin is gone. I’m looking forward to seeing and sharing the results in the upcoming weeks.