Dr. Bedia stopped by my room Monday around 9:30 a.m. and said he probably should let me go home. He said he hoped that I was still happy with my decision to have surgery. I assured him that I was. He told me one of the nurses would take out my staples and IV and then I'd be free to go.
The Monday morning nurses weren't nearly as nice and cheery as Stephanie, Lori, Sara and Kim had been during the weekend. I felt as if I was just a patient to the Monday nurses. I was definitely ready to go home.
My mom and I stopped on the way home to get my pain meds at Target. We dropped off the prescription. About five minutes later, we were paged to return to the pharmacy.
The conversation went something like, "WHERE did you get this precription and WHO gave it to you?" Never mind the fact the prescription had Iowa Methodist Medical Center printed on it.
When I explained that I had been in the hospital and got the prescription from my doctor, she then confessed that she couldn't read Dr. Bedia's handwriting. She asked me to spell his last name.
I have settled in at my temporary home, sweet home -- 1655 SE Holiday Crest Circle in Waukee. Even though my parents aren't fully settled, it's a very relaxing place to stay.
I'm feeling pretty good. Although I have some abdominal pain, I think the pain I had before my surgery was much worse than what I'm dealing with now. This is definitely managable for me. However, I do find I get tired very quickly. I'm taking quite a few naps throughout the day/evening.
Thanks for all the e-mails, notes, prayers and support! I appreciate everything!
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