TAH/BSO - My Castle Story

My story begins in June 2003. I went to the doctor and was told I had a prolapsed uterus and that everything in me had fallen. He told me that if I did'nt have surgery that my uterus would fall out of me and then it would be very serious. I knew he was telling me the truth because my grandmothers fell out of her and she had to have emergency surgery. When I left the doctor office that day, I was panic stricken, I left there crying. As time slowly drifted by, I became more and more afraid. I would go to church and go up for prayer. I would plead for the Lord to heal me, so I wouldn't have to have surgery.When I realized that I wasn't getting better, I began to see that surgery was the only answer, so I began praying that the Lord would give me a Christian doctor Well when I returned to the doctor a few months later in Aug, I was given a new doctor and I have to truly say this was a man of God. He set and talked to me about my fears, which was I was afraid that something would go wrong during surgery,such as, I would bleed to death, my heart would stop,I wouldn't be all the way asleep and I would feel the surgery,to thinking that I wouldn't wakeup from the anesthegia and I would die all these thoughts and more was causing me to panic. My doctor was such a humble Christian man, that he sat there and told me that God performs healings in different ways,sometimes instantly which is called a miracle and sometimes thru the hands of a but the Lord is still the Great Physician Whom heals. He told me that when he is performing surgery it's the Lord that gives him the wisdom and guides his hands. He also told me that he would pray with me before and after surgery. When I left the doctors office that day, I knew that the Lord had given me this . My surgery date was set for Aug 18th. I was still having fearful thoughts, but I made up my mind to go thru with it.Well a few days later the doctor's office called and said my surgery had been postponed. My doctor called a few days later and aplogized and we talked about reschedulling. Well my son was having back surgery in Sept and I didn't want to be down the same time as him and then the holidays was growing close and I didn't want to be down during them, so we set it for Jan 20th 8:00 A.M. During this time of waiting I prayed for the peace of God to take over the fears I was still having, I would go up for prayer when I was at church, I would get on hystersisters and read all the positive post and I met several friends,and two of which I would chat on Msn and thru our conversations, I found comfort and knew that the Lord was answering my prayer and giving me peace. I began to read scriptures on God's promises about peace and how He would take care of us. I would get the dictionary and look up key words in the scriptures, so I would better understand its meaning and I would better understand what the Lord was saying to me thru His Word. Well before I knew it Jan 20th had come and off to the castle I went. On Jan 19th I did my bowel prep and I had to stay on liquids all day. The next day I got up at 4:30 and headed to the castle. I have to say that in my spirit I had total peace, but my flesh I was feeling nervous. I arrived at the castle at 6:00 and went to admitting and got my ID wrist bands and then I was sent to 2nd floor surgery waiting room. In about 30 min a nurse came and got me and dh and took us to a small room where I put on a gown and she put those leg boots on me that keeps you from getting blood clots and then she told dh to go to the waiting room and they would let him know when surgery is started. Then she took me back to the surgery waiting area and I talked to the anesthigist about having an epidural for pain control and he said he didn't use them and that he would put me on a pain pump and I would do fine. I told him I didn't want any haluegenic meds and he said he would put me on something that would ease my pain. By then it was about 7:45 and my doctor came in and stood by my bed and smiled at me and told me, I was going to be fine. When I looked up at him, I felt like I could see Jesus smiling at me thru my doctor. He then took my hand and began to for God's wisdom and guidance to do the best for me during surgery and for a speedy recovery. When he finished it was 7:50 and they gave me a shot to relax me.I asked them if my son could come in and pray for me and they let him because he is a Pastor. When he left it was 8:00 A.M and they took me back to the surgery room. In there I met the attending physician, they were all very nice.Then they told me that they were going to strap my arms and had me lay them straight out from my sides on these things that was connected to the surgery table, then they told me that they was placing the brain scan tape on my forehead, that lets them know what stage asleep I am in. While they were doing this I looked up and saw my standing above my head and he smiled and said I was going to be ok, at the same time the anesthigist told me that he was going to give me my happy juice and that's all I remember until I woke up in recovery, which is very vague. I remember hearing a nurse telling me to wakeup and take deep breathes. I remember taking deep breathes and saying I was in pain. Then I remember being taken to my room and my family being there. I was very sleepy, but I could feel some pain and I felt very hot and then the nurse put something in my hand and told me to press the button when I felt pain. Then my doctor came in and told me that I did fantastic and everything went well. Then I was in and out the rest of the day. By late that evening 9:00 the nurse set me up on the side of the bed for about 5 min. I had pain but it wasn't to bad, I felt more weakness then anything. I used the pain pump thru the night and the next morning, Jan21th my doctor came in and I asked him if he would remove the pump, because it made me very sleepy and give me something else for pain. He asked me if I tried to eat and I told him I had a liquid diet for breakfast, so he put me on percoset 2 every 4 hours. I took 1 pill that morning and by noon I was sitting in a rocking chair to try to get rid of gas. I got up about 3 times that day and ate a solid lunch, didn't eat much though, didn't have much of an apetite. The next morning Jan 22nd I took a shower and walked to the nurses station twice. My doctor came in around 1:00 and told me that I was doing great and that he was going to let me go home. I was given a flu shot and 1 pain pill and went home about 4:30. When I got home, I layed on the couch. I stilled had my cath, so it was sorta uncomfortable. I went back to the doctor that following Mon and had my staples and cath removed and he said I was doing fantastic. the trip made me a liitle tired, but I was glad to get rid of the cath. I still can't get online much, because I'm still sore and weak, but I am getting stronger everyday. But it won't be long until I'm back up on my feet. Well that's my story and I pray that it will help you LIW overcome your fears and have peace on your day of surgery. God Bless! Linda

John 14:27,Collosians 1:19, Phillipians 4:6-7, Proverbs 16:3, Psalms 37:24, 2 Corithians 10:5