Yesterday I had my pre-op appointment with my doctor. The actual appointment was pretty easy, they had one of the assistants talk to me about it, sign some consent forms and give me some prescriptions and written instructions.
I then had to go to the actual outpatient surgery center to fill out some paperwork and do some blood work. I guess they want to make sure that I’m not pregnant and that I don’t have any other health problems.
I got to meet some of the nurses there at the hospital and they were super nice. The hospital itself is super nice and clean and it looks like everything is brand new.
After my blood work I headed toward Walmart. I had to drop off a FedEx package for work and I needed to fill my prescription for the surgery. I had to buy this special soap, it was either Hibiclens or Phisoderm soap. I had the hardest time finding the darn thing at Wal-Mart. Even though they told me they had it I still couldn’t find it.
Finally, when I was ready to give up, I saw it. It’s this small little bottle and it was hiding behind some other stuff on the bottom of the shelves. Not only the bottle is small but the darn thing costs almost six dollars. I had to buy it so it didn’t really matter.
I also got my pain meds and some stool softener that the doctor prescribed for me. I feel so embarrassed that I have to take this second meds. I guess they don’t want me to suffer too much with pain that’s why they’re giving me this softener. How embarrassing.
I’m supposed to take a shower with this hibiclens soap prior to going to the hospital. Then I’m not to use any make up, lotion, hair products, jeweler or anything at all. The usual, I have to wear loose, comfortable clothing and I’m not to eat anything as of midnight tonight. I can have some liquids up until 6 am tomorrow.
Tonight I have to make sure that my house is clean and that I tidy up my room, change sheets, clean, dust….you know all that good stuff. They’re not going to be cutting me open or anything, but it’s always good to have a clean room to rest in anyway.
For this surgery Tom is going to be the only one with me. I worry about him, even though he tells me that he’s ok. He was telling me that he worries about me (of course) because I always worry too much.
Yesterday I saw that he pulled out the chicken from the freezer so he can make me some chicken soup for after the surgery. Isn’t he cute?
Luckily, Tom has the day off on Thursday and Friday so he’ll stay with me the entire time. He has to work on Saturday and Sunday and if I’m feeling up for it I’ll work on Saturday too.
That’s all for now. All that I can do now is wait until tomorrow.