Yesterday was a really really long day. I was at the hospital at 7:15am, and scheduled for the D&C at 8. The nurse had me all prepped and ready to go, but the Doctor didn't show up until 10! He didn't give any excuses either, but just went on as if nothing happened. Keith was ready to rip into him a little.
Of course, since he was so late, the Anesthetist had another appointment and wasn't available until almost 11. Ugh. Did I mention that I hate IVs? Yeah. It was bothering me all morning.
Anyway, once I woke up, I lay there for a long time trying to think clearly and figure out where I was. I heard the nurses saying something about my blood pressure being too low. I don't know what 83 over 50 means, but that's what it was the first time I looked. I was there for about an hour before they let Keith see me.
And then I got sick from the anesthesia. I didn't throw up, but felt really nauseated. It was not fun, and the nurse decided to give me something for the nausea. I fell asleep within a couple minutes, and slept away the afternoon. By 5 I was OK enough to go home. So much for a short simple procedure :)
Today I still feel nauseated every once in a while, and I'm super tired. It's time for a nap.