December 13, 2007
Supercalafragilistic-anesthesiologist
I had pre-admission testing this morning and met with an anesthesiologist.
These are the things that do not make you feel reassured:
- "What religion are you?" (assuming you’ll be needing forgiveness before you pass to the hereafter)
- "Do you have a living will?" (Am I supposed to? I mean it’s only the 3rd anniversary of my 29th birthday, geez.)
- Signing that little paper that they give you without a second thought that basically says if you die, you won’t blame them.
- "1 in 100,000 people have complications from general anesthesia." (i.e. kicking buckets and such)
- "Put your head all the way back and let me see your throat and teeth." (i.e. So I can see what I’m going to be dealing with when I shove a tube down your throat.)
These are the things that do make you feel reassured:
- "Usually underwear is taken off for surgery. However, they do make exceptions if you can make a case for it." (Have I mentioned how good I am at making "a case" for things?)
- Femoral Nerve Blocks can be left in place via a catheter for the entire hospital stay and even after you go home. In fact, some people still have them in and delivering numbing medication when they go to physical therapy for the first time. (Boo YA Baby! Can we keep that sucker in for the first week?)
- I’ll also have a pain pump for the 10-20% of pain that the nerve block won’t cover. I’m not sure how much I’ll enjoy this considering that when my sister had one after back surgery, she thought my Dad had two heads and got all freaked out.
- No urinary catheter. SHWEEEET!
- The breathing tube will come out before I’m ever aware of it.
Everyone at the hospital this morning was super nice. In fact, they were SO nice that after my appointment, a nurse called security for me and had them go retrieve my car since we were getting freezing rain and they didn’t want me to fall on the top floor of the parking garage. Now that all the "pre" stuff is done, I’m feeling better. There’s no telling how long that will last; but even though the day is drawing closer, I’m feeling more relaxed.
Official report on underwear will come post-surgery, so stay tuned.
I better wrap up this post now. I need to start analyzing my underwear drawer to find something surgery appropriate. Maybe I should start my own surgical underwear line that features different sayings on the front and back like, "Can’t touch this," and "If you’re reading this, you’re not concentrating enough on my surgery. Back to work," and "If you can read this, you’re too close to my butt," and "Nothing to see here. Move along," and "You’re fixing my ACL so why are you reading me?" and "Does this look like a knee to you?" and "My knee is down there." Maybe I’ll make my own before Monday. Just so we’re clear, there will not be photographic evidence if such a pair of underwear is created, although it may look something like this:
maybe you need to go out and buy yourself a new pair of underwear? you deserve it!
Just so we’re clear, there will not be photographic evidence if such a pair of underwear is created
Oh, well then that answers my next question…
Keeping good thoughts that the procedure goes smoothly!
Heh, how sweet is that idea–underwear with bumper sticker sayings!!!
Bet you can make a pair using inkjet iron-ons…
You may be onto something. You could market them at the hospital gift shop. Who needs Victoria when you’ve got BBM??
Modesty is almost a lost virtue. I find it admirable that you’re concerned about such things.
I can’t wait to see which Google search this post puts you at the top of :-).
Glad the pre-op went so well and thinking good thoughts for you.
Love the underwear! I used to work for a plastic surgeon and my friend had a breast reduction. She was this doctor’s R.N. and after she woke up from surgery she found the words “Joe was here” written in indelible ink on her boob. It was hysterical!
Damn, no photographs?
Hope all goes well.
“Does this look like a knee to you?”
This one is my favorite.
Let me tell you about my last surgery. About 15-20 minutes before the procedure, the nurse came and gave me a shot of demerol. I remember them wheeling me into the operating room. I remember the surgical nurse introducing herself to me, though I don’t remember what she said her name was. I remember her clipping the monitor thingy to my finger.
The next thing I knew, I was back in my room and they were telling me I could go home.
I didn’t get to wear underwear, but then I was having a bit more..uh, gender specific surgery.
I’m sure you will do fine.
Don’t be afraid. General anesthesia does several things. Namely: stops pain, stops memory formation, freezes your muscles, and puts you to sleep. I don’t know if you’ve ever had surgery or not, but this will be the best sleep you’ve ever had. The anesthesia has very few side-effects, other than good ones. They probably mentioned malignant hyperhermia. That is very rare, and they watch for it. Hollywood’s love of scaring you about awareness during surgery is crap. It can happen, but is very rare. The drugs can be hard on your liver and kidneys, but you are young.
I have had to sign several “iffwekillya forms.” They aren’t so bad. And the cool thing is that the list of all the bad things that would happen to me after surgery was long, and the doc assured me that I would get some of the complications. But I didn’t get any of the ones I was afraid of, and that he said I would get. Which kind of astonished the doctors.
They should extubate you before you come to. This is a good thing. I’ve woken up tubed, and that is freaky. But waking up from general isn’t like regular waking up. There is haziness and it takes a while to fully come to. However, you will be on narcotics, and those can keep you pretty out of it. Those can also constipate you. I say, if they do make you hallucinate–enjoy it! People on the street risk life and freedom for those trips. If you have a negative trip, get a different drug.
No catheter? Why not? Are they really that painful in women with their short, straight urethas? It really burns me when they yank one of those out of my urethra. But there are worse things. What’s with the fear of being skivee-free? To all those docs and nurses, all that is is anatomy. Nobody will examine or violate you while you are under! That’s another Hollywood fear.