Surgery day

August 2, 2002 *

Not to get too personal here or anything, but I had a surgery today that took about ten minutes. I was fine during the actual procedure, and even afterwards... for a bit.

I was describing the sensation to Mom, and had finished putting my clothes on, except for one shoe when I started feeling really dizzy. In fact, I was feeling so dizzy that I thought I should lay down, just to be on the safe side.

I'm glad I did, because I just remember my mind being flooded with thoughts. So many hundreds of them that I couldn't grasp any of them for more than a fraction of a second. I then felt my mind calming down a bit. It was starting to focus on one thought. A thought of waking up from a deep sleep. Like I'm cranky in the morning and I just want to sleep.

Turns out I had passed out and I was coming to. Oops. The doctor, 3 nurses, and my mom were all in the room, around the table. The doctor asked me where I was... asked me why I was there. I was slow to answer, only because my vocal chords hadn't responded to my brain's commands as I made them.

I was so warm. Mom told me that I was seizuring. That's not good. I hate to know that.

After a day of fainting, I normally feel weak all day long. Like my body is running on 1/4 the energy level it should be on. Also, normally, the day feels like I'm running in slow motion. I can't explain it any better way, but that's a pretty good analogy.

And yet, today, I was feeling almost normal. I had discomfort from the surgery, but other than that, I wasn't feeling weakened. It might have had something to do with the fact that I had laid on the table for so long after I had fainted. I must have rested up enough that I didn't try to over-exert myself right away.

I didn't stay up too late or anything, but I also didn't go to bed early. So, I really can't explain how my energy stayed all day long. I was even up and helping Mom clean-up dishes after eating.

One thing I think I should make a note of... I was very indecisive about the whole surgery thing today. In fact, I didn't really want to make the decision, and the doctor told me he can't make it for me, so my mom gave me her two cents. She told me I should do it... and I told her I wasn't offering any arms to be twisted. So, as you can see, my happy thought of the day relates directly to an event of today, and I have tried to do that since I've picked numerous thoughts ahead of time, waiting for the opportune day to use them.

So, knowing that, the doctor asked me if it would just be better if he told me to just go ahead and get it done with. And I replied, "yeah, that would be better". So, he said to get undressed and hop up on the table. And boom, just like that, the decision was finally made!

Carisa

Happy idea for today:
twisting someone's arm (p. 223)

(From: 14,000 things to be happy about. by Barbara Ann Kipfer)

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