The spaceship has landed! Well it may be more accurate to say that it is hovering over the earth. Not quite fully landed yet. Its been quite the surprising ride!
I went in Wednesday morning for my knee surgery which was scheduled to be an outpatient procedure. I was in good spirits that morning as I was reading some emails and texts while waiting with my husband. They called me back and I was ready to get it over with and be on the road to recovery. The nurses were very nice and I remember the feeling of starting to go into La-La land, feeling totally relaxed.
The next thing I knew I was awake with a very dry mouth. I was glad it was over and had just asked the nurse if I could have some ice chips or water for my mouth.
Then my hand started shaking uncontrollably, which was soon followed by my foot and whole side shaking. They tried to give me something to stop it, but the shaking only got worse. My body was having a severe reaction to the anesthesia and I was having convulsions.
It is a very weird feeling not being able to control your body. I flung my one hand so hard that my IV popped out. I had between 5-7 people holding me down at one time! For those of you who may not know, I am very small. I am the type of person that can fairly easily be thrown over your shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I never dreamed that I ever would have to be restrained by so many people. A very strange feeling to know that you are making someone’s hands go numb by pushing down on your legs so hard. They were worried that I was going to hurt my knee by the way I was moving my legs but they also didn’t want to push down too hard on it and hurt it that way.
I scared my poor husband and family. Poor guy thought he was being called back to see me in recovery but instead got taken to a empty room. Now when you have a loved one that has gone through surgery and you get called back, being taken into an empty room is NOT a good feeling!
The good news is that all that is in the past now and I am actually not feeling too bad. The pain is tolerable. I just am very tired because of all the drugs that were pumped into me. I been up the most today but thinking I will have to take another snooze again soon.
Just one more thing to share about my “Space” story before I go. Once my convulsions stopped, when I basically got knocked out by meds I remember nothing. I spent that night in the hospital, my parents came to see me in the hospital, my Pastor came to see me. I talked to them. My kids were there and I talked to them. I had sent them some texts before they came. I remember nothing! That part still freaks me out some. I don’t remember being discharged, I don’t remember my husband stopping at the pharmacy on the way home to pick up meds. I don’t remember coming home. Its all one big blur.
I guess I didn’t realize how close to the truth I was being when I said I was taking a trip to space in my post about the upcoming surgery last week. I took a extra long trip there, and am very glad I made it back down to earth, or like I said, hovering for now.
Thank you very much for all your thoughts and prayers. They are greatly appreciated and I have no doubt that I will come back down to earth totally once again. Back to being as sane as always, but for now my bed is calling.