Just about a week after surgery, sitting on my couch I thought it would be useful to share my experience so far.
On day one, I was given a sleeping tablet before I was wheeled into the operating room. I climbed unto the surgeons table, a very narrow steel bench and they stretched out my arms. I was as calm as calm could be. The anesthesiologist had a huge syringe and emptied it into a vein in my arm. He said: "You may feel it creep up your arm", I wanted to reply that I did not feel anything, but I was already gone before I could utter these words. It is that fast. It was the best sleep I ever had. When I woke up in a separate room I knew exactly where I was. As if I experienced missing time. To my surprise, I had no headaches, wasn't nauseous. Mentally I felt even better than before surgery. But then the pain hit me. Oddly, my feet hurt the most. I asked for morphine, and it was promptly administered with a syringe. But it did nothing for me.
I was not impressed with morphine. Yes, it dulled the pain, but I still felt pain. After two days on morphine, I got nauseous and itches over my entire body. From day two I got over the counter painkillers. They worked better than the morphine, in my opinion. They also gave me a kind of morphine-like tablet. Giving me the wildest dreams and hallucinations. I kinda liked it. I am an artist, so it was very inspiring. I do not remember the name of this tablet, but it was wild.
Well, after that I lay on my back for most of the time. My back felt like it was run over by a monstertruck. It was even worse then the genital wound, which was merely a kind of dull beacon of pain. I was not allowed to sleep on my sides. And since I never sleep on my back, this was the worst ordeal for me.
Every night they gave me shots to prevent Thrombosis. They also installed little inflatable shoes around my feet, that pumped pressurized air against the soles of my feet. 24/7. It provided pressure so that the blood was forced from my feet to the genital area, providing extra bloodflow and preventing thrombosis due to stale blood in the legs. That machine drove me nuts, and it was turned off 3 days later. I did turn it off myself a few times, because it was just madness. It would be a proper torture device.
I got the drains, catheter, packaging and tubes removed after 5 days. What can I say? I think it is hard to describe what that feels like. I did not feel the drains being removed, was a tickling sensation. The removal of the packaging was a weird experience. Not painful at all. I think the only jolt of pain came from the catheter removal. But it was short and doable. I was glad that catheter was out because it was my nemesis for 5 days. It gave me the most pain, which later was explained due to excessive swelling.
Few hours later, the catheter went back in because I could not pee. It will be removed next week.
I mobilized quickly, and I think it aided in my speedy recovery, besides the catheter issue. The area looks good so far. I was discharged and immediately went for a delicious sandwich. I was sick and tired of mashed hospital food. Food, that I would not even feed my dog. (if I had one)
I went to a store to buy lady supplies. I walked around many other woman, and for the first time I felt like a complete woman. Solely due to the SRS!!! I did not feel awkward anymore. It was so liberating!!! that thing is gone, and I am complete, woman, and that's that!
I boarded my train, and went home. When I walked to my frontdoor, I cried. It felt so good to be home...