Good grief. The general anesthesia made me feel like crap. I opened my eyes and saw my doctor standing at the foot of the bed. His lips were moving but I couldn’t hear anything. My mind and body were fighting to stay in reality but the anesthesia kept pulling me back. It reminded me of a protagonist in some horror flick struggling to get out of a hole but a long tentacle just wouldn’t let go. So, this was my brain on drugs. Didn’t like it.
Opened my eyes again and this time saw a nurse. I think I asked her about the commemorative photo my doctor promised but I felt so sick that I just closed my eyes and went back to sleep (voluntarily – no tentacle involved).
The next time I opened my eyes, I stayed awake. I felt so nauseated. You would think I had left some wild carnival ride gone awry. I did like the graham cracker and ginger ale part. Was a real party for about 8 minutes and then I felt sick again.
Started to get dressed and noticed the blood. Really not that much. Just enough to remember why I was there in the first place. No pain from the surgery but my stomach. Ugh.
Is there such a thing as minor fibroid surgery?
No longer freaking out over my fibroid surgery tomorrow
Memories before my myomectomy
How are you feeling after your Hysteroscopic Myomectomy?
Does anyone have a hysteroscopy experience to share?