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Prayers needed...going under the knife. Graphic video inside. View with caution...
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<blockquote data-quote="druryj" data-source="post: 3289471" data-attributes="member: 10465"><p>That truly sucks. Consider it a dress rehearsal. I had my gall bladder taken out on Monday, Nov 1st. That went pretty smooth; my showtime was at like 7:00AM and the surgery was scheduled and started on time at 9:30AM. But during the operation, they found some other issues (surprise!) involving stones stuck up in some ductwork in there somewhere which was all swollen up and inflamed and which required a <em>second </em>procedure to be done the next day by a <em>different doctor</em>...so, I had nothing to eat or drink on Sunday night after midnight, then when I finally got out of recovery on Monday after the first trip to the O.R., they let me have some kind of strained broth and a sip of water later that afternoon, then back on nothing until <em>the next day's </em>surgery scheduled at 11:00AM...then it got postponed to 12:00...1:00...2:00...3:00... then finally, at 3:30PM on Tuesday, they wheeled me back. I had a humongous headache, was dehydrated, and in <em>serious </em>caffeine withdrawal mode...and my gut hurt from the previous day's surgery. But they just kept me waiting. And waiting. And waiting. Second procedure, when I finally got back there, also went fine, and when I came to, they actually brought me a tray of food and a lukewarm cup of hospital coffee. I opened the tray...saw an undetermined mush-like substance. Grits? Pulverized chicken? Watered-down Alpo? Never figured it out. Ugh. (But I ate it). But thanks to my buddy Jimmy, I was fortified by a hamburger he brought me later that evening in the hospital. A dry, plain, Ronald McDonald hamburger...man did it ever taste good! Was kinda hard to choke it down, but I managed.</p><p></p><p>I hate the part about nothing to eat or drink after midnight. I always try to schedule any surgery for as early as I can, so I can get back on track with my routine, but sometimes, stuff happens. Sure makes you appreciate when it all goes according to plan though. Good luck on the second time around.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="druryj, post: 3289471, member: 10465"] That truly sucks. Consider it a dress rehearsal. I had my gall bladder taken out on Monday, Nov 1st. That went pretty smooth; my showtime was at like 7:00AM and the surgery was scheduled and started on time at 9:30AM. But during the operation, they found some other issues (surprise!) involving stones stuck up in some ductwork in there somewhere which was all swollen up and inflamed and which required a [I]second [/I]procedure to be done the next day by a [I]different doctor[/I]...so, I had nothing to eat or drink on Sunday night after midnight, then when I finally got out of recovery on Monday after the first trip to the O.R., they let me have some kind of strained broth and a sip of water later that afternoon, then back on nothing until [I]the next day's [/I]surgery scheduled at 11:00AM...then it got postponed to 12:00...1:00...2:00...3:00... then finally, at 3:30PM on Tuesday, they wheeled me back. I had a humongous headache, was dehydrated, and in [I]serious [/I]caffeine withdrawal mode...and my gut hurt from the previous day's surgery. But they just kept me waiting. And waiting. And waiting. Second procedure, when I finally got back there, also went fine, and when I came to, they actually brought me a tray of food and a lukewarm cup of hospital coffee. I opened the tray...saw an undetermined mush-like substance. Grits? Pulverized chicken? Watered-down Alpo? Never figured it out. Ugh. (But I ate it). But thanks to my buddy Jimmy, I was fortified by a hamburger he brought me later that evening in the hospital. A dry, plain, Ronald McDonald hamburger...man did it ever taste good! Was kinda hard to choke it down, but I managed. I hate the part about nothing to eat or drink after midnight. I always try to schedule any surgery for as early as I can, so I can get back on track with my routine, but sometimes, stuff happens. Sure makes you appreciate when it all goes according to plan though. Good luck on the second time around. [/QUOTE]
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