•Alive, and (almost) kicking!

Online again and I am overwhelmed with all the messages (my family and) I received before, during and after surgery. Reading all those kind words helped me a lot: thoughts; prayers; candles; hugs and kisses. Thank you so much! Though, too much to respond (yet). 

The surgery went very well! 

According to my surgeon I woke up from the anesthetic remarkably fast and sudden. I gave him a 'thumbs-up'! I felt okay, but ofcourse I was in pain. I remember I thought about food right away (typically me, haha!). Mostly I was thirsty. Because of my pain score, they gave me painkillers. But those actually made me feel even worse, just aweful. The first medicins made me feel nauseous, the next ones really dizzy. I lost all my appetite and I was affraid to move any part of my body. Because of this, my body had not enough power to start to feel stronger.

As in numbers, I seemed to be totally fine. In less then 24 hours they moved me from the Intensive Care to the Normal Care. Too soon and too big of a difference, in my opinion. I didn't get over the surgery yet so I was not even able to start to recover. Luckely my parents were there to support me with anything.

Yesterdaymorning my heart went into a atrial fibrillation (not unusual after a surgery like this) which made me feel bad again. I decided to try to keep in control of the pain medication a little bit myself: I rather suffer more pain from the wound then feeling miserable. Luckely the dizzyness and nausia disappeared quickly. I ate my first crackers with creamcheese, I went to the toilet all alone and I could finally have a normal conversation with the cute nurses.

Great to feel progression! 

Note to self: 'Step by step. Day by day.'