Quote from: Felicitá on August 27, 2012, 08:27:20 AM
pretty pauline, thanks for being honest about your SRS experience. Many SRS accounts I read are devoid of emotion and are very clinical. I want to know how you feel every moment, before and after and whether there are doubts or a moment of regret post-op.
Well, for what it's worth...
I was into GD up to my eye balls, so finally I got the letter, got the date after one SERIOUS cancellation due to a brain haematoma 3 days before my then scheduled surgery.
I almost had died then, was pretty far gone, 2 brain surgeries, paralysed on all my right side, could speak no more, close to being a vegetable...
Folks, and maybe I too, thought: wow that will show her where it's at, stupid SRS to want, and so on.
As soon as I was up and walking (after 5 - 6 days) I KNEW - NOTHING had changed, and nothing really had.
I mention this to give an idea of the motivation and drive I had for SRS.
Once I sat on the plain to Phuket all I was worried about that my brain-box would not play-up once again.
Well, bless it, it didn't, and the next day after my arrival I was in hospital.
It was NOTHING emotional, it was just the way it was TO BE.
If that makes sense?
My first of the two main-ops took about 7 - 8 hours the following day...
When I came to, again I was just calm - only vomited once, only a little - and from there on it was simply how to recover and do the right things.
The ONE thing that struck me the next few days, that as far as GD goes, it was like as if it NEVER had existed. Ever.
And I had suffered so much by it... it was gone. Completely.
That just left me pleased and somewhat amazed but that was it.
The rest was recovery - and getting used to the new down-stairs 'situation'.
It took me a while not to grab down there (after a pee and such) and wanting to tuck...

So, it was pretty much some sort of non-event really.
So much for my 'emotional' account.
Through it all, I was basically on my own and still am.
Axélle