Wednesday, June 17, 2015

October 26th | Part 5

This story is written like fiction, but it is very true. It happened in October of 2012, so some of the details may be a little hazy to me but the story is as accurate as I recall. I wanted to have an account of the craziest thing that happened to me in my life thus far & thought it would be fun to write it in story form. This story is written in parts, so it will make more sense if you read from the beginning!
PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE | PART FOUR

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It's monday morning, also known as the morning I have major surgery. It's only been 2 full days since I found out that I needed the surgery. That may seem like a long time, but in retrospect it's not. Monday has crept up quickly and now it's here. I am actually glad that this weekend went by so fast because it didn't give me much time to think. 

It seems like everyone else is more anxious about the surgery than I am. Of course, I've never had surgery or been close to anyone recovering from major surgery so I have no idea what to expect. And I plan on keeping it that way until I have to face my own reality. But for now, I am ignorant and it's true what they say - ignorance is bliss. 

I spent the weekend introducing Thomas to the wonderful world of Harry Potter. He doesn't read fiction, so I couldn't convince him to read the books but he watched the movies with me. We watched the first few before the surgery and it was enough to hook him! Now he wants to finish the rest after surgery. Honestly, I am ready to be done with the surgery and back to watching Harry Potter as well.

We also had a tasting with the caterer we are using for our wedding this weekend. We had it set up weeks ago and doing anything other than sitting around thinking about surgery was appealing to me. So we went to the tasting & it made me so much more excited about marrying Thomas in six and a half more months. 

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We're in the waiting room and I am about to go back for blood work and surgery prep. Apparently they normally do blood work a few days before surgery, but since this was so rushed I have to do it this morning. Sitting in the waiting room, I'm nervous but only slightly. I'm not anxious at all and I wonder if that is normal. 

I look at the door and in walks the pastor from my church. He says he came to pray for me before the surgery. We all gather in a circle - the pastor, me, my parents, Thomas, and his mom. The pastor starts praying and something about the words he is saying make the dam break. Suddenly all of the nervous energy & anxiousness I haven't been feeling over the past few days flood me all at once. It's too much and seconds later I am a puddle, the tears refuse to stop.

They call me back.

I think I am more nervous about the blood work than anything else. The initial prick doesn't bother me, but the entire time the blood is coming out hurts like crazy. Did the nurse seriously just pull out 7 viles to fill up?

After that certain torture is over, it's time for the anesthesia. Now that is something I can get behind! I don't know what drugs are like, but if they are anything like this I can understand why people get addicted to them. I am so loopy and in walks my parents and Thomas to send me off to surgery. I have a fingertip pulse oximeter on my index finger and it's emitting a red light. I call myself ET and have Thomas take a picture. That's the last thing I remember pre-surgery.

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[to be continued]

8 comments:

  1. Ahhhh promise it won't take you 3 months?? I was so excited when this popped up on my feed this morning! Also, something about people praying for you just makes the dam burst! I've totally been there before.

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  2. I had to go back and re-read part 4, because I wasn't sure if I had read it. But, wow. A cantaloupe?? How things like that can happen are beyond me. Also, totally understand what it's like when someone starts praying for you and all the emotions come. So overwhelming!

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  3. i'm reading back all the posts i missed while being so spacey in june aaaaaaand once again i am totally impressed by how brave you are. you didn't spend the days leading up to it like "omg! omg! why me!" and whether it's ignorance, i'm going to label it peace :) also, i have totally had moments like the prayer one where i was TOTALLY HOLDING IT TOGETHER and then someone prays and i can't stop crying. can't wait for part 6!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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  4. i promise! although it may take me like 2... lol :)

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  5. that's just a sign of a good writer, right?! haha!

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  6. it gets crazier!! yeah i still can't even fathom it... and i lived it!! so crazy!

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  7. haha it may be ignorance....but more likely peace! :)

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