Saturday, June 30, 2012

DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE?

Mags: "Surgery makes you smell weird, Mama."

It's true. Hospitals aren't the best smelling places on earth. But yesterday's surgery went better than expected, so it's okay if  I wreaked. Unlike two years ago when I had to stay in the hospital for two nights, I was allowed to come home the same day with this surgery. They pumped me full of pain medication and handed me over to the capable hands of my husband. I slept the day away once I was in my own bed. I woke up a few times in the middle of the night. I'm pretty sure I tweeted with my friend, Michele, during one of those times about blogging about any weird post-surgical hallucinations I had. I fell into a deep sleep at about 2:30 and woke about 5AM to this:

 

Between my anesthesia wearing off and the pain killers in my system, my brain was mushy. I blinked hard a few times and then I froze. My thought process went like this:

" There's a cat in the house. We don't own a cat. Wait, do we? No, we don't.  I'm allergic. Did we leave a door open yesterday? Maybe the bathroom window was open? It's on the second floor, but cats can climb and jump. Why isn't the cat moving? I hope it didn't pee in the laundry basket full of clean clothes next to my dresser. Did it just 'meow'? Should I wake up Chris? We have to get that cat out of here somehow."

Then my foggy brain remembered something. Mags had brought her toy "FUR REAL KITTY"  into our bedroom to remind me to change the batteries. It's no wonder they call those things "FUR REAL".Whew!

On top of waiting for pretend cats to meow, I also thanked my parents four different times for the flowers they sent me. I posted on Facebook, sent a text, wrote an email, and then, forgetting I did any of that yesterday, posted it on Facebook again this morning. Mushy brain. But due to the fact I love things in 5's or 10's, I'm going to thank my Mom and Dad one more time for the flowers in this post. 


Oh, look! My alarm just went off. It's time for some more pain relief 
and a nap. Thanks for the outpouring of love and support from you all. 
We really appreciate it!

7 comments:

  1. You are already doing an amazing job at this recovery thing! Stay ahead and keep resting.
    Love and light,
    Amy

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  2. Yeah you are doing well Mel! I have had patients tell me that there were trapeze artists performing on the ceiling of their hospital room and I can never forget the well known senator who tried to convince me that he had just phoned his prostitute to give him the "regular service" via his call button!! It was pretty hard to keep a straight face assuring him that "Constantine" would not be visiting!

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  3. Yeah you are doing well Mel! I have had patients tell me that there were trapeze artists performing on the ceiling of their hospital room and I can never forget the well known senator who tried to convince me that he had just phoned his prostitute to give him the "regular service" via his call button!! It was pretty hard to keep a straight face assuring him that "Constantine" would not be visiting!

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  4. Do you have a ceiling fan in your bedroom? If so, don't look at it. After my surgery last December, the fan blades on mine somehow started to swoosh and sway and turn into octopus tentacles trying to ensnare me in my bed.

    Also, my cat turned into a psychedelic purple caterpillar.

    Man, what a ride ...

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    1. You are gonna make me pull a stitch! Poor Milo. You got away from the octopus safely I assume? :)

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  5. We have a Fur Real puppy and between that and the little hamster things - what are they called? - Zhu Zhu pets, right! Between the dog and the hamsters, I feel like I actually have pets. Sheesh.

    I have had three surgeries and fun meds, but never any hallucinations. Bummer. ;-)

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