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Visitors' Stories -- Jessica
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I arrived at noon and while in the waiting room with my husband, I asked him what
he thought. It was then that my husband told me he didn't even want me to have the
surgery. Talk about pressure. I was ready to just say forget this and walk out of the
hospital with him. I just sat there. He told me it was my decision and that he saw no need
for them, they were fine the way they were. I was this close from losing my non-refundable
money and saying forget it? I didn't leave. I was taken into the prep room, put on my
gown, got my IV prepared, took a pregnancy test and waited. I had never been in an
operating room, nor had surgery of any kind. I remember being cold, probably nerves.
The nurses were all so nice, and efficient. It all went so fast. The
anesthesiologist came in, and I remember being calmed by him because he was quite older
and had a limp. I thought to myself, he surely has to know what he is doing.
I was taken into the operating room and laid out on the table. I remember I was so
cold, freezing. They were placing the warming outfit towels all over me. I was shaking so
bad, and all I had on was my panties. Then came the drugs and I was out. I woke up and
remembered thinking I wish I hadn' t woken up. I was still cold and shaking
uncontrollable. The nurse asked me if I was nauseous, I don't think I answered. She told
me she was going to give me a shot in my butt, and I didn't want her to because I thought
it would hurt (giggle) of course I didn't even feel it.
I was coming in and out of sleep. I heard them call my husband then he showed up.
He later told me that when he saw me he thought something was wrong, he said I was so pale
and blue he thought I was dead. I didn't really feel too bad. They gave him all the
instructions and we got in the car and drove home. I was awake most of the way home, and
didn't feel any pain. (read more . . .)
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