I had surgery again today. On my right eyelid. It was closing, possibly because of the extra hormones released by my thyroid. And even without my thyroid, the muscles was going to continue to fail until it closed completely.
They told me to be there at 9:30 am for a 10:30 am procedure. Made sense until we go there on time and then proceeded to sit for an hour until they took me in the back. I met with the nurse, had the IV put in and did get a massage (OK, that was a nice touch) while I waited for the anesthesiologist. I sat there until nearly noon. I had a pounding headache, got nauseous and got nervous. I expect to wait at a doctor's, but that extra hour made things much worse. I had too much time to get worked up.
The procedure went fine. They wake you up at the end to make sure your eyes are even and you aren't supposed to remember it or the next hour or so in recovery but I do. Always have funny reactions to anesthesia.
Home around 2:30 pm and Bobby ran errands while I rested with frozen peas on my face. Twenty minutes on twenty minutes off. I'm supposed to be sleeping now, sitting in a recliner with an eye guard. Not working. Long night with a swollen and bloody eye. Trying to keep life in perspective, but all my health problems right now, right this second are weighing on me. I feel like I'm too young. I mean, if I have to talk about surgeries and doctor's appointments now, what will I talk about when I'm 60? And what if this all means my life span is shorter? Ugh. I've been getting on the exercise bike 6 days a week for 8 months and it's not making me healthier. Well, except I have killer tight legs now. Go ahead, I dare you to touch them. STEEL!
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I know what you mean... I guess it's back to my mother's point that all life is managing chronic health conditions. And when we're 60... you and I are going to go to Paris, and be sitting in some fancy French cafe cackling at all the college kids on their semesters abroad, and eating cheese and wine.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you got through it ok. I am a baby about procedures, just going to the dentist turns me into a five year old, ha. (Elizabeth again)
No fun. But, it is good to tackle it while you actually are still young and able to recover better. The bike isn't going to solve an eye issue. It helps with basic cardiovascular stuff...and I'm sure it has helped in ways that you don't even know. In the very least, it has helped you half keep up with your kids, who would totally outrun you if they could.
ReplyDeleteNo, s**t really starts falling apart at 30... at 60 you talk about being "regular" and what foods you loved that you can't eat anymore. ;0) Oh, and hot flashes, different issues. Hope you're feeling better from the surgery and also being sick recently.
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