I Mean, Really?
For weeks, WEEKS, I’ve been preparing for an operation I’m sure most of you are aware of. Not just the mental preparation, but the preparation of finding individuals who can make themselves available to take care of my children during my four week recovery. A recovery I understand will be very painful.
Two months ago, when this procedure was suggested, I told my doctor about my allergy to narcotics. I know of this allergy because I’ve had various reactions to those given to me and was told by doctors that means I’m allergic. At no point in my life was it suggested that I go to an Allergist to actually figure out what I can and can not use to ease any pain that might occur in my lifetime, and since it wasn’t suggested, the thought of needing to do so didn’t occur to me.
On Tuesday, March 9, 2010, I went into the hospital ready to have this operation. I wasn’t scared, I had a good time keeping up with my online friends by Tweeting and Facebooking and was brought back into the Pre-Op area where I was prepped for surgery. My items were taken, blood drawn and all the pertinent questions asked.
As scheduled, the Anesthesiologist arrives to talk about my surgical and post-op care. I again answered the typical questions and when I once again mentioned my allergies, I was quizzed on what medications were used to treat my hysterectomy last June. (more…)
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