When you're about to go under the knife, yet your pain threshold is maxed out at a 1 (on a scale of 1-10), there tends to be a lot of anxiety about the sleep process during surgery.
Like, are you really, truly knocked out?
Is it possible to feel pain, even when asleep?
Is there a way to prevent such a thing from happening you you?
And a million other questions racing through your mind. Of course, turning to Google for answers to these questions typically won't quell fears. If anything it generates a cache of results ofreal people claiming be conscious enough to feel pain through hours of agonizing surgery.
THAT WAS NOT GOING TO BE MY STORY!
Here's what I did:
1. Don't cheat the numbers! When you're asked by the nurse how much you weigh, or how old you are, and your height, SPEAK THE TRUTH. The chemical cocktail anesthesiologists use to KNOCK YOU OUT is specific to your body. And it's an articulated science--not a catch-all.
2. Have upfront serious conversations about pain and expectations. What is normal? What isn't normal?
3. Know the difference between local anesthesia and full-blown unconsciousness. I was advised that I would be completely unconscious. Also, all of the areas of my face would also get local anesthesia.
4. Prepare your mindset for instant, radical change! You're going to close your eyes in bliss, without pain and wake up in pain, disoriented, confused and covered in bandages. That's a lot to take in.
I was escorted to the operating room where there were several people dressed and ready to go. The room was quite large, which I didn't expect.
A very friendly nurse guided me onto the table and did a fabulous job keeping me comfortable. She had pillows, heated blanket, heated leg wraps and a calm demeanor.
To the left of me was the anesthesiologist rubbing my hand, telling me that we wouldn't get started for several minutes and to relax and stay calm. It was very soothing. While we waited to begin she asked if I wanted a relaxer. I figured, Sure, I'd like that.
AND THAT'S THE LAST THING I REMEMBER.
My eyes opened and I was greeted by two nurses who were VERY PROFESSIONAL. All I wanted to do was leave. There was a blurry sensation of panic, pain, curiosity, confusion and dread. It all happened so quickly. One moment I was in bliss, the next moment IT WAS DONE. THERE WAS NO GOING BACK NOW.
They calmed me down. My face felt like a heavy pressurized prosthetic attached to my face. It was hard to breathe as my nostrils were completely blocked off. Talking was a challenge as I couldn't open my mouth very far due to the chin implant. Everything in me was moving so fast. Inasmuch as I was a bit overwhelmed, I quickly got into a groove where I determined to just chill and be blessed that the hard part was over; the surgery is complete and happened in what felt like a snap of a finger.
It's now day four since my surgery and I feel soooooo much better. I ripped off the chin dressing as it wasn't needed any longer. The rest of my face is bandaged and won't be taken off until next Tuesday! Seems like a long time from now. But it is what it is. I'm off the prescription meds and using Tylenol only when needed. I haven't been to the gym since last Thursday, which is killing me because I NEED TO GET BACK ASAP! But that won't happen until either next week or the week after--depends on what the doctor approves.
Tagging those that have been following my transformation. If you don't wish to be tagged, please let me know. (Sorry in advance) Thanks!