Friday came, and went. I couldn’t sleep… at all.. Between my nerves just being from another planet, and the sheer amount of pain I was feeling in my face it’s over. The 2 year long fight. Jesus.
The anxiety the night before. I was having a panic attack. Pretty bad. So I had a few cigarettes. Helped me calm down. The anticipation was getting worse as time got closer to 6. Full on panick attack the whole way there. As we started walking up to the building, I was just not wanting to be there.
As we went up the elevator, got signed in. No more we sat down, they were already calling my name. Gave Aggie a quick hug and I went back to the preop room. Basically everything off and put on a gown and super big socks.
Got my iv in and it was done. Pretty quick. I met the anathesiologist team and immediately asked them for versed. Versed just works. After meeting the OR nurse, and thr ENT, shot went in.
Everything became immediately calm. As I was pushed down the maze of corridors and rooms. When I got to the table the versed had already started to peak and I was turning to jello pretty quick. As I got into position, anasetheda had the mask over me. I said thank you and good luck. And down.
It’s just weird how all that works.
My first senses of returning to reality, I immediately asked the nurse for pain meds. I wanted to get ahead of it before it became uncontrollable.
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