After the nurse spoke to me, I fell right back to sleep. I woke up again, they said they'd call my husband, I went right back to sleep. My husband came in, then I went back to sleep. Finally, I got to the point where I could stay awake for a few minutes. They decided it was time to go home.
They informed me that the dye they had injected into me would cause my urine to be blue. I went to the bathroom for the first time all day and peed royal blue pee, the color of a gemstone. I immediately got nauseous from being up and needed to sit down. This bout of nausea informed me that I had better not forget my barf bag on the way home. It would be a long drive and pulling over to the side of the road would not be a good idea.
I put the bag to use on the way home, staggered into the house with my husband guiding me and almost holding me up. I promptly went right back to sleep.
My husband woke me up to give me more medicine at some time in the night then I went right back to sleep. Sleep was coming easily. I could hear some of the rustlings of the family, but I didn’t have the energy to interact with them. I woke up at about 6 am finally unable to go back to sleep. The phrase doesn’t usually go that direction. Usually people say they finally went to sleep. I decided to head to the basement while everyone was still asleep and watch some TV and rest. Family had come to watch the girls while we were at the hospital. It was a blessing they were there. My oldest got violently sick the night before we went to the hospital and they were able to care for her so I could rest for my big day. I heard them get up and prepare to leave. I said my good-byes and rested with all my might the rest of the day.
It’s incredible that a surgery where you essentially do nothing for a day can wear you down so much. It’s a testament to the amount of work your body is doing while you are not watching.
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