OK, I know the week is not over yet.. in fact it’s only the beginning of the weekend… But it’s been a loooong week and I assume you know what I mean.
Surviving the surgery is one thing; I woke up instantly when they put on the oxygen mask… and I coughed like I just got drowned and being CPR-ed (not by some hot guy, unfortunately). But to survive through the week is another…
After being taken to room 301, I asked for my supper because I felt a headache similar to what I feel when I haven’t eaten. It was probably the anaesthetic, not completely drained out of my system. But I felt I had to eat anyway. Turned out I could eat without difficulties. Yes I felt some pain when swallowing, but not so much that I couldn’t eat anything. I just couldn’t finish the whole portion.
My voice was OK, not that hoarse. The left side of my throat felt funny when I tried to talk. I could and still can feel my voice reverberate against the skin because they took out the left half of my thyroid, leaving quite a void where it used to be.
After eating some supper and Victor left, the headache still lingered. I blamed it to the glaring light right on top of me. I’m so not used to sleeping with the light on. Unfortunately I had to wait until the patient next to me was done being observed. So when the lights were finally turned off, it was already around 1 in the morning. I woke up several times after that and could only go back to deep sleep after they injected me with some painkiller and antibiotics.
To everyone’s amazement, I was released the day after the surgery. Made them wonder if it was a minor surgery (no, it wasn’t). I was officially released after lunch, after they made sure my insurance covered everything (and thank God it did). My Mom took me back to our house… and as soon as I got back to my room (and found Freya asleep), I laid myself down next to Freya and fell asleep.
[Dini, Gratia, and Jansen came over that afternoon]
I slept a lot this last couple of days. Just half an hour after I took my meds, I felt drowsy and had to sleep. Sleeping position is very much restricted and I have to put two pillows under my head in order to breathe easily.
I still cough and it hurts when I do. I wake up too early in the morning because the painkiller runs out of its effect on me (and I have to take early breakfast so I can take the painkiller again). The waterproof bandage (it looks like a cling wrap, seriously) creates another problem for my skin: I develop not one, but two water blisters and they itch so bad! I can’t turn my head around, both to the left or to the right. When I’m awake and can use the computer, most of the time I have to use my hand to hold my head up.
Yesterday I felt tingles on my fingers and toes and a palpitation like I used to get when I took my asthma medicine. I searched on the internet and found out that hours or days after thyroidectomy, the calcium level drops down and can create such sensations. Oh well, at least now I know why.
Now I’m really looking forward to Monday, 4.30 pm. Suppposedly I will be free from these bandages… and supposedly I will know whether the tumor was benign or malignant. Today I will try to be somewhat productive by trying to translate a page or two. Tomorrow we plan to take Freya to Tumble Tots (Victor will accompany Freya to the playground, I will only watch). On Sunday, my Mom’s assistant (who also takes care of Freya) is departing to East Java *sigh*, so I have to speed my recovery like a supernatural being and prepare myself for another kind of survival!