RALH 24 hours post op My story

I'm now on the other side, and home from the castle
Sunday January 22nd (2 days before surgery)
My last meal I was allowed to eat was today. I am very worried that Sunday night, all Monday, and all day Tuesday with no food will make me sick. My kids are going with my brother and sister in law tonight, so I can be alone for my bowl prep. I am nervous about the bowel prep, not the surgery. My kids left, and I cried like a baby. I took both of their favorite things to bed with me, but never slept.
Monday January 23rd (1day before the surgery)
I slept an hour last night, woke up this morning and called my sister in-law to check on my babies. While on the phone I went to wallgreens and picked up two packs of cigarettes, and got “the call”. The hospital wants me in by 10am, and they should start between 12 and 1pm. I'm still not nervous, but the fear of never seeing my babies is very much there. I decided to start my bowl prep early. Instead of doing the first half at noon and last half at 7pm, I took my first half at 9:30, so my second half will be at 4:30. The box says it takes about 2 hours to kick in, and that I should be done “going” by around nine. Lies!!! five minutes after drinking this and I am super nauseous, and already “going” but for some reason this type of “going” I am not sure is what this medication is suppose to do?!?! The bowel prep I think is going to be the worst part.
Tuesday January 24th (The Big Day!!)
My parents drove me to the hospital, and I was there by 9:50am. We waited in the registration waiting room for 20-30 minutes. I signed my paper work, after telling them I was in a hurry... and running late at this point. They walked me down stairs to the surgery waiting room, where I gave them my information again, my families names, my families numbers. They then walked myself, my mom, and dad back to pre-op bay 34. They gave me a paper gown that they fill with warm air to help keep me warm. I got to visit with everyone that would have anything to do with my hysterectomy. My husband showed up in the middle of these meetings. After giving me some medication because I was so nauseous, they then gave me a relaxant to give me “the I don't cares”. Next thing I remember was moving onto the metal OR bed. I did ask them to please not let me fall, since I was drugged up. I remember them telling me to breath as they stuck the oxygen mask over my face.
Next thing I knew I was being woken up by a nurse or c.n.a that I had not met yet. She asked me if I was awake, This is when it hit me. I was in a tremendous amount of pain. As soon I told her she began pumping my medications into my IV. I kept telling her to stop, that whatever she was giving me was doing nothing for my pain, and just making me want to sleep. I began shaking from pain and couldn't stop, I demanded to see my family at this point. I was really upset that they were not giving me medication that would help. They sent me to my room and continued pumping that same medication into my IV. My mom had ran home to grab something at this point.. so it was my husband, mother in-law, and grandpa in-law. I was still shaking and yelling for pain killers. My mother in-law began to cry and asked for the doctor. She told them somethings not right with my daughter she is bright white and shaking, she has a very high tolerance for pain, what did you do to her?
Soon we found out that the nurse had been given me the “I don't cares” medicine, not a pain killer. Plus to make matters worse, she over dowsed me on it. All the pain I had been feeling was from the surgery, the gas they filled my stomach with, and my catheter. I begged for them to give me something to help. They then told me I was not allowed to have anything for a while because of what the c.n.a had done, but that they would take out the catheter and hope that would help some. I could feel the gas in my stomach and it was causing so much pain, so my husband went to hand me a gasX and they said no. They said I was no allowed to have any medications at all. They then told my husband that gasX would not help, since the gas is not inside my organs. My husband waited till they left the room, and slip me a gasX and finally some relief began.
I was without pain medication till 5am this morning. It was not at all how things normally go, or how it should have gone. Now that I am home I can take my precaset, gasX, and Ibprofen. I feel so much better now that I can control my pain. The pain is very easy to manage.... just not in the hospital when they mess up. Its been 24 hours now since I woke up from my surgery, and even with the big mess up, I am so glad I had this done! Da Vinci was the way to go, hysterectomy was the way to go! I am 25 years old. Two kids Teagan (male) who will be two February 23rd. Liberty (female) who will be 1 on March 20th. I have been dealing with cervical cancer off and on since I was 14, and heavy periods, polyps, and cysts. I also have high risk pregnancies, and lost one son at birth (Matthew). I did have a really bad experience in the hospital, but I wouldn't change it for the world. For the first time since I became an adult (puberty) I can enjoy my adult hood with out the fear of what is wrong this month! To celebrate my husband is taking me to las vages in April. Hystersisters has helped me 110% through this, and I couldn't have done it without all of the support from all of you.