Two 1/2 years ago, December, was another pivotal time of my life. The journey was life changing and life altering. An ongoing journey of joy, pain, sorrow, ecstasy, fear, gried, appreciation and awareness.
I opened my eyes to the sound of the nurse saying, Mrs......., open your eyes, your surgery is over. What a relief, I had survived an elective major surgery, which could have claimed my life. I immediately said a prayer of thanks to my God. The very next sensation was pain in my stomach. I put my hand on my stomach expecting to feel a hugh bandage, which was not there, good my laparoscopic Roux-en-Y gastric bypass surgery as accomplished. My first thought, with hand on stomach was "Oh!!! God I need morphine! morphine! morphine!.
As I was rolled from the recovery room in route to my suite I heard the comforting sound of my husband's voice. He was so nervous and happy at the same time. He just kisssed me over and over again, but all I could think of was "get me to my room and start my self medicating machine, morphine! morphine! morphine!".
Loving husband and loving friends were there, all were relieved and happy.
As I drifted off to oblivion, I thought "the deed is done, this is my last chance, this has got to work"
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