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The Day After Gastric Bypass Surgery

It’s about 7:30 in the morning and the Transporters come to get me to take me down to radiology for my swallow test. I’m giggling all the way as I think of these guys as the Transporters and I keep having little visions of that movie with that foreign guy that kicks everybody’s butt. All of the staff in this hospital are so nice, they all smile, they are all so friendly, they all go out of their way to take care of you, make sure you are comfortable, it’s just amazing I feel so well taken care of. They keep wanting me to press the button on my little pain med pump that delivers pain meds to me whenever I push it, but if I’m being honest I really don’t feel like I need it, but ok, I will humor them because they are so nice and push the little button so they don’t have to worry about me being in too much pain.

Alright now we are standing up at the x-ray machine and I’m going to swallow this nasty ass syrup shit and they are going to watch to make sure it all goes down ok and that there are no leaks. Easy breezy. I take the first swallow, and good grief this stuff is NASTY with a capital N… BUT…. It is the first thing I have been allowed to drink or swallow since surgery, and I went to bed at 9pm the night before so it’s the first thing I’ve had to drink in 36 hours and right now ANYTHING down my throat feels GOOD! Yes Sir! Thank you Sir! Can I drink some more of this nasty stuff please Sir!

Ok that’s done, but opps, it’s going down really slow, so now we are going to sit me here for 15 minutes and check it again. Still not all the way down, let’s sit for 15 minutes more, egads, still not all the way down, let’s go in the other room and sit for 15 minutes more. No leaks for sure, but going down very very slow. Nope still not down, time to walk up and down the hall for 30 minutes. Okay YAY! It’s finally gone down; we can go back to our room now and guess what! I CAN HAVE WATER!  — \O/ Water! \O/ Water! \O/ Water!

You’ll have to excuse my simplistic writing. I’m writing notes on my IPad that I will post for you later, so touch typing here. I’m back in my room now and I’ve got a one ounce medicine cup and a cup of ice water and I can have one ounce of water but it has to last 5 minutes. Oh god water is like heaven right now, nothing in my life has ever tasted this good. Water is amazing.  I’m drinking one ounce of water every 5-10 minutes or so, I can drink about 8 ounces in an hour.

Next they bring me some apple juice diluted in water. It’s too sweet, I need them to dilute it some more. But I like it, it tastes so good, 1/3 apple juice 2/3 water works well for me, I’ll sip on one ounce of diluted apple juice and then one ounce of water and do this for a few hours. Walking up and down the halls every hour or so too, the nurses are very happy with me except for one thing… I can’t pee. They say if I don’t pee soon they will have to straight cath me, that doesn’t sound like something I want, come on water go through me and pee please!

Hours later I still can’t pee and my blood sugars are low. They have been ultra sounding my bladder and finding there is nothing there! I can’t go if there is nothing there. Surgeon just came in and told them to put a catheter in me.  I am not a happy camper, having that done to you while you are awake doesn’t feel good at all. I’m so sore in this bed, my back hurts so badly. I keep asking for a heating pad and they keep bringing me warm blankets. They get cold too fast, I really want a heating pad, I’m going to ask the nurse over and over till I get one, oh they finally ordered one, thank you so much, this bed is so uncomfortable though, I’m more comfortable sitting up in the chair, I’ll do that, I keep falling asleep in it though, so exhausted. This catheter thing is horrible, I just want to sleep.

Jason is sleeping on a little chair that makes out to a bed. God he is such a good sport, sometimes I forget what this Man will endure for me. I’ve talked to everyone at least once or twice now to let them know I am good. Jason is sneaking out for food when I’m resting, I’m not jealous at all, food doesn’t sound at all appealing to me right now. The food they bring in for the other patients actually bothers me, the smell makes me nauseous.

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