A few minutes about myself. . .

I finally have a few minutes to talk about myself and what I've been going through. It's been crazy to say the least.

First off it was mine and hubby's 7th anniversary last month. We went to dinner and a movie and it was nice. Saw Rush Hour 3 and went to PF Chengs for dinner. It was probably the best Chinese food I've ever had! The movie was ok too! I think our best anniversary so far is our 6th one. We went to Medieval Times. That was such an exciting place! Takes you out from being yourself and warps you into another century! It was just very cool. We had a lot going on, so this year a dinner and a movie was it. But believe me, anytime with my sweetie is well worth it. We don't get enough time as it is. Between the kids, my issues, his work, school etc. . . So it was nice. We hadn't planned on getting each other gifts (tho I should know better by now) but hubby actually bought me a GPS system for the van! It's VERY cool!! I'll never get lost now! LOL It was kind of sentimental to me too, because it was like "even tho the roads are ever winding, we'll never get lost from each other." Awww... :)

And now back to the serious stuff. I am still dealing with all this Cushings stuff. Some days I still can't even believe I have it and other times, I wish they could just go in and get it and fix it already!! I've been having a ray of emotions. From panic, depression, angry to happy. All in a few days, hrs or even minutes!! I can feel my body just changing. It's hard to describe and I usually don't. I think everyone just chocks it up to other things. But I know better.

But on the opposite side, there's been no confirmation of this lil' tumor. All my MRI's have been inconclusive, so how do we really know this thing is up there?? I mean I'm not your typical "Cushings" patient. But here I wait for the results from the most recent surgery. I had the Intravenous Petrosal Sinus Sampling (or IPSS) done on Thursday the 27th. I was terrified prior to it. I kept thinking about what if I don't come out of this and my kids are w/o a mom. That is my worst fear. I can't imagine being w/o them or them being w/o me. So it's hard when I get in those panic/depressed moments. Thankfully hubby and the nurses were there to pull me out of those phases.

We had to get to TJ University Hospital by 6:30am. It's in Philly, so an hour away from us. So we left sometime after 5am. It was nuts. But I was so anxious, I was pretty awake for that early. We were the first ones in the Day Surgery Suite. They took my history, had me change into those most flattering gowns and then set up the IV. Then they wheeled me (along with hubby) down to the surgical floor in the basement. The nurses were great. One of them had told me I HAD to get on the table before they'd give me the drugs to knock me out. They told me they gave me some anti-nausea meds prior to wheeling me into surgery. But once they started wheeling me away and after I kissed hubby bye, I started feeling woozy.

I remember the nurse making cracks about how there's wasn't enough money to paint the walls of the hospital, but there was enough to stock the O.R. we were going to. When they opened the doors there was all SORTS of technical gadgets!! It was definitely the most expensive room IN the hospital!! Least I knew I was in good hands - mechanical or otherwise! *wink*

But again, I was feeling woozy once they brought me in. I remember telling one nurse I knew why people did drugs. hehe! I was sooo flying! I think I had barely gotten on the table from the gurney and I was out of it though. I had no warning it was coming. No countdown or anything. But gave me less time to worry about that impending doom thing!! hehe!

I guess the procedure was supposed to take about an hr. It ended up taking 2 1/2 hrs. So they needed more anesthesia for me than they though. Which of course is what my biggest issues were waking up afterwards!! I remember shaking and my mouth being dry cuz they had that stupid oxygen mask on my face. I had a headache and I could feel the catheter that IMO was NOT placed correctly. I felt like I had to go, but it HURT. But all that was minimal compared to previous surgeries. The tube coming out of my throat is one thing I've always hated. Luckily, I didn't feel it at all this time. So I just exchanged one issue for another.

I awoke around 11:30-11:45am. That's what I remember seeing on the clock. Went back into the Day Surgery Suite recovery area by 12 or 12:30pm? I know they gave me some strong meds for my headache so I was in and out of it for awhile. I remember hubby coming in tho and I just wanted to hold him. Again I think it was the anesthesia but I was just teary and upset. I hated having him just sit there too. But God bless him. I don't know what I would've done w/o him there. I was in and out of consciousness for a couple hrs and a few times felt quite nauseated. Luckily some Zofran fixed that right up. I LOVE that stuff!! hehe! Around 3pm or so they got me from the gurney into the chair. Then by 4pm, I was up and walking. We left the hospital at 5:30pm. I didn't think I'd make it as I was soo out of it, but I didn't want to stay if I didn't have to. I wanted to be in my own bed. Nurses were amazed I made up.

I'm glad I did though. I slept the whole hour ride home and then crawled back into bed. I ate some dinner and then fell back asleep. I probably had more sleep that night than in the last 6 yrs. Crazy. But all in all it went ok. I had some aches and pains and the slew of anesthesia stayed around even the next day some. But 48 hrs after surgery I was feeling MUCH better and by Monday I was my old self again. :)

Now I'm just waiting eagerly for the results. The nurses called to say they have them and are waiting for the doctor to read them. Hopefully we get the news tomorrow or Monday. I just want to know what's next and to really get some sort of conclusive evidence that there IS indeed something going on up there! Anyway. As soon as I have that info, I will try to share it with you within a reasonable amount of time. ;)