Surgery Day!!!!!

Tuesday, September 1st! I got to the Hospital before 8am with a 10am surgery time.  I didn't actually get called back until about 10:15am because my doc was running behind schedule due to another RNY.  So just the waiting around was hard enough!  So I got called back and got prepped, my family came to give me a last kiss and I was given some meds, rolled to the OR and that was it!!!!  The next thing I remember is waking up in the recovery room.  I was in a little pain but I also felt drowsy and and really struggling to open my eyes, I think I was given meds and I went back to sleep!  I woke up in my room and a pain pump of Morphine was placed in my hand and was told to press it when I needed it.  The next few hours where a bit hazy, I remember my husband and kids coming to see me but I think I was pretty out of it as they didn't stay very long. My throat was rough and sore from the tube and I felt a little nauseous.  I have had three surgeries prior to this: 2 C-sections, and another uterine surgery (the incision was exactly in the same place as the c-sections)  The pain was comparable to those previous surgeries in my opinion.  I slept most of the day and I actually was given food as well!  On the tray there was some chicken broth, cranberry juice (diluted), and protein jello--They were all in miniature form!  in these little sauce cups!  I was actually afraid to try to eat or drink because I didn't know what to expect with my new pouch!  I got up to go to the bathroom and I actually felt a little more nauseous as I was attempting to walk, so the nurse handed me the kidney bowl and I just had a lot of saliva and "that feeling" like I was going to vomit, but I never did. I ended up walking about 15 feet and had to turn around because I was really dizzy (from anesthesia) but was told that was a good start anyway!  Any amount of walking you do after surgery is great, at least you are moving and not just lying in bed. So I had a couple more visitors and I was brought dinner which was the same stuff and I picked at that and enjoyed pushing my pain pump every so often, and for the most part felt good!  I admit I had thoughts of "what have I done", "couldn't I have lost weight on my own instead of choosing this drastic of a choice?' When you are alone in your room, and you start to think about how hard its going to be it can really fuck with your mind, pardon my french.  I settled down and went to sleep thinking "okay Stacy, you did it and now tomorrow is another day"!   And my journey had officially begun..................