Hi everyone,
I had my translab a week ago. Here's how it went (will try not to be too wordy!) Off to the hospital to arrive at 6:00am; boy, it never slowed down after that. I thought I'd read, relax a little. Actually I hadn't been that nervous and thought all of that would hit that morning. There was never time! Got all that pre op stuff done. The 'barber' (doc with the razor) came to shave part of my hair and I really tried to negotiate that one! He just kept going and going... had to make more round spots for leads for the MRI circles that wires get attached to (I am probably not making any sense - just took a Percoset and am a little woozy!). Whisked off for MRI and CT. Then I think I saw my husband one last time and pastor, who prayed with me.
When I got in the operating room, I was so fascinated - it was busy, lots going on. I really wanted to stay awake and just be a part. But zzzzzzzzzzzzz... next I knew it was 6:30pm and I was in ICU. If they woke me up in recovery, I'm don't remember a bit. They said things went well. Got all the tumor. Of course, I was out of it.
Then sometime in the wee hours (this happened every night/morning who knows what hour) I got the 'visit' from the Blue Angels (that's what I'm calling them). I'd have this group of 5 or so doctors, residents,
standing around my bed in the dark room saying a very chipper "Good Morning Ms Jacobs!!!! Mind if we shine this light in your eye? Follow my finger.... SMILE!!! show us your teeth; blow a kiss, etc etc." I would have felt like throwing a shoe at them if they hadn't been so very nice, friendly and if hadn't all seeed so crazy at that hour.
I was in ICU for a few days. I think they were worried about a clot and/or drainage (or lack) out of one side of my head (not a fluid leak though). I was whisked away for 3 more MRI's and CT scans at all hours. I was pretty out of it for a few days. I DO remember the Super Bowl. I remember that big 100 yard play; I remembered that the score was 20-7 for what seemed like forever. I tried to see what Bruce Sringsteen did during halftime but don't remember. I think right before the 4th quarter I mentally tuned in a bit more and it became a game.
I was noticing (I guess from the beginning) that my face on the left wasn't moving right. It was hard to close my eye. The doctors seemed somewhat concerned, but were also encouraged that the nerve had responded well to stimulation. Apparently, it was sticky on the facial nerve, but then just came off. My tumor had been 1.5 at time of diagnosis, but they said it had grown some. So, all of you who have experienced the facial paralysis, that's what I'm going through now. My eye does close sometimes by itself, sometimes I push it closed. My smile just doesn't come up on the left. I eat crumb sized bites and chew on the right.
I got home from the hospital Tuesday night. I was starting to feel like myself again, at least half the time. I'm trying to slow down on the pain pills as they make me feel weird. Yesterday I went for a very short walk. (I walked very slowly). It was nice to be outside. My balance seems pretty good. Today I tried to do some stuff with my hair and admired my cool scar! I look like I have a one sided mohawk, but my long hair on top covers a lot.
I am getting around alright, but am trying to get rest as well. Today I didn't feel quite as well as yesterday, but I know this will come and go. I'm looking forward to a walk tomorrow; the temp should be warmer than the 15 degrees it was today.
I have been reading your posts on facial and eye issues. Will read these more completely in the coming days and will have more of my own questions as well. By the end of the day, when I get on the forum is the hardest time for me to read!
Thank you all ! I'll check in again soon.
Keri