Hello everyone, time got away from me last week and I didn't get to post till today, but no worries, all is good.
Last   Wednesday,  I went to my
pre-op appointment with Dr. L., we discussed that I would actually be there 2-3
days instead of overnight.  Game
plan change. He also wanted to make sure that my family knew what we were
looking at so no one would be surprised at the consultation. Check.



Thursday morning, I 
went to the hospital to pre-op and went through the full gambit of
  x-rays, ekg & lab work. If there is such a thing as a 5 star hospital, this
  one is it. Everyone was so professional and dedicated, they actually enjoy
  their jobs.


Needless to Thursday evening was a very restless
night.  Did the last minute things
and off we went. Arrived  just a
few minutes early and then just waited until that voice said “
Mrs.Pizio-White”  we are ready for
you in the back.  The pre-op nurse
had me change into the million dollar gown and then set up my IV. 
25 years ago all the doctors were 25 years older than me, now I feel I am
25 years older than them. Then came in the margarita maker, he shared that he
would be giving me some meds and oxygen and would be out about an hour. Then
moved to the O.R. and moved to the table and I was out. 
Next I was waking up and rolled into my room. To my surprise I had some
  voice. Said my hello’s and then in come nurses to take blood and blood
pressure. I asked for ice chips and I received them… nothing has ever tasted so
good. Then the roller coaster of nausea and pain meds started.  I
know family and friends came and visited but it is all kind of a blur as to time
lines. By Sunday I was determined to at least get off the pain meds, I did good,
and haven’t taken any since either. Sunday’s lunch was the 1st meal that stayed with me… mixed veggies
  were divine… by dinner time nothing sounded good, but Mondays breakfast sounded
  and was good… blueberry pancakes and scrambled eggs… and it stayed with me too…
yeephee. Dr. L. came in and removed the last drain and said I could go
  home.  No pathology reports back
yet. But the way I see it,  that nasty mess is
out of me and rest should be a walk in the park.  

I
have managed to stay up all day today in hopes of sleeping better though the
night. Allergies are kicking my but this week, making my throat very sensitive
and soar, hoping that when I see the Dr. in the A.M. and takes the staples out
it may subdue some of this

 I have such compassion for people that have had to wait longer than me to get answers to health issues. Over the years I have often prayed for patience and my thyroid journey has been just that. 

This week has been dotted with little projects that I have put off but finally got them done. The biggy project was that I was able to get my medical power of attorney completed and witnessed.

Then I worked up an excel sheet from here to the end of the year for a budget of us so that I can keep up with my payment plans for my additional out of pocket expenses over the 70% after the surgery.

Then found out what time I am to be there etc. I will arrive at 11:00 am and scheduled for a 1pm surgery.

This has allowed me to have a game plan for next week prior to the stay. Hubby doesn’t know it yet but we will go grocery shopping Thursday night to get the soft foods and his kind of comfort foods too. I am usually pretty strict on what we eat… so I know he will enjoy his freedom that weekend.

As dorky as this may sound… I will be so glad when this time next week gets here so I can start recovery and being able to plan things again.