Recovery

The next thing I remember, I was in the post-op recovery room and my head was swirling. I was trying to gain focus on something. There was a nurse sitting next to me and I read her ID badge and said her name. She said "That's Me" and smiled. I then asked to see my wife and daughter and she said she would get them after I came out of anaesthesia fully. I then started looking around and reading signs. It was 6:15 PM. About an hour and half after they put me under. There was no one else in the recovery room that I could see. I started wondering if I made it though surgery. I asked the nurse if there were any complications and she said no. My first sigh of relief. I kept looking around and saw the other nurses. I felt invisible to everyone else there. One lady was talking on the phone, another was looking for her book. Guess it wasn't very busy for them. I slowly became more aware of my surroundings and being able to focus completely on things. I then started feeling the effects of my surgery. I have a big bandage across the right side of my pelvis. The doctors cut me open at my pubic area and removed my testicle through there. I had some pain from the effects. Obviously they pumped me full of drugs but still could feel the effects. A few minutes later, I saw the most beautiful thing in the world. I saw my wife walking towards me. I was so happy. I looked at her face to see if she had any bad news. She looked relieved. Another sigh of relief. The doctor had already talked to her and the surgery went well. By this time, I was pretty well recovered and was able to get dressed. It was around 7:00 by this time so I had been awake for about 45 minutes. I was able to stand on my own and get dressed with no issues. My doctor came and talked to me and said that everything went well and he didn't see anything while in there that was alarming. Another sign of relief. He said that we would meet after getting the pathology reports to see where we go from here. Treatments could include a short, localized radiation therapy, or a longer round of radiation or chemotherapy. This is assuming that the tumor was cancerous and that treatment would be needed. Then they brought a wheelchair for me and I was on my way out. It was warm and humid outside and I immediately thought to myself, Yep.... definitely Houston. My nurse was whipping me around the sidewalk and took a corner that I thought I was going to eat it in. She said something about me being worried but I didn't fully comprehend. One notable side effect of the medication is being able to focus on one thing at a time. Cant multi-task on that stuff. We got to my truck and I thought to myself, it would be a lot easier to sit down into a car rather than try and crawl up into a truck. Fortunately, it wasn't difficult to stand up and maneuver to get in. The ride home felt like the bumpiest, longest ride home. I kept waiting for my staples to fall out from the rid home. My "designated driver" did good getting me home ASAP. I was really hungry at this point of the day and was ready for dinner. We got home and my wife went to the pharmacy to get my pain meds. Doctors prescribed me something called Hydrocodone which is a combination of a narcotic and acetaminophen to reduce moderate to severe pain. My post op meal consisted of Chic-Fil-A chicken nuggets, waffle fries and lemonade. We were afraid of nausea caused my the medication but I felt great, except for the pain. We finished dinner and did a little racing on Mario Kart for the Wii. My wife beat me badly. I blame the drugs !!! After, we finished the night with Everybody Loves Raymond. my daughter fell asleep on the couch and all went to bed around 10:30 PM. Good conclusion to an otherwise tough, stressful day.