Jul. 27th, 2012

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Andrew had surgery to have his gallbladder removed on Tuesday. It was scheduled for 4:00 p.m., but ended up being pushed back 'til 5:30 because the surgeon was running late. The surgery itself went fine (I spent pretty much the entire hour he was in surgery driving around making wrong turns trying to get myself some dinner -- I must've been more worried than I was consciously aware of, because my route from the surgical center to/from the Long John Silvers on 2920 was a comedy of errors), and the surgeon said afterwards that Andrew's gallbladder was infected so it was a good thing we got it out quickly. However, because the surgery was so late in the day and took place at a "surgical center" instead of a hospital, they essentially kicked us out an hour after the surgery was finished, because all the nurses wanted to go home. Andrew was still in a massive amount of pain (in spite of drugs) when they released us, and I was honestly afraid we were going to end up back in the ER at the hospital asking them to admit him for more pain medication.

Fortunately, after we'd been home for an hour or so (and added a large dose of Ibuprofen on top of the drugs he'd already had at the hospital -- with permission from the nurses), he was finally able to lay quietly and doze off. He woke up every 1.5 to 2 hours all night for more pain meds (we were alternating Vicodin and Ibuprofen) but it ended up being easier than I expected, and after the first couple of hours he was probably more comfortable at home than he would have been in the hospital. That being said, if we had it to do over again, I'd either opt for having the surgery in a hospital setting where he could have been admitted for the night or scheduling it in the morning so he could have been kept as an outpatient for an hour or two longer instead of us being pushed out the door.

On Wednesday afternoon, he got the hiccups and they lasted all afternoon and evening until about 5 minutes after we went to bed. Guess the change of position helped. Now that it's 3 days later, he's doing much better. He's down to one Vicodin a couple times a day, and may be able to wean off it completely and just take Tylenol in the next day or so. Our biggest problem now is his lifting restriction -- he's not to lift anything more than 10 lbs for two weeks after his surgery, which precludes the lifting of Ian. Ian is really struggling with this -- he's not used to Dad refusing to pick him up or let him sit in his lap. We've shown Ian the incisions and explained that they are sore and that Dad can't lift him until they are healed because it will hurt if he does, but I'm not sure how much of that Ian really understands. :(

Andrew's body is of course also still adjusting to not having a gallbladder. So far he hasn't experienced any digestive or excretory problems, but he's been eating small meals and essentially the same low-fat diet he was eating since he had the gallstone attack. We're debating when he should try some fattier stuff.

My mom drove here from Austin on Tuesday morning to take care of the kids while Andrew had surgery and help me out afterwards. I'm really glad she was here, particularly on Tuesday night and Wednesday. I really appreciated having someone here overnight on Tuesday, and Wednesday morning I was able to take a 2-hour nap, which gave me enough pep to get through the rest of the day. Andrew and I had previously scheduled eye doctor appointments this morning, so she stayed until we got home from those so we didn't have to take the kids with us -- which was also appreciated since Andrew isn't up to wrangling Ian while I was seeing the eye doctor yet. She drove home this afternoon, but she and my dad will be back next weekend for a previously scheduled visit. It's our anniversary, so they were gonna babysit while we went to a friend's birthday party that evening -- since I have to work that Saturday afternoon, it's now doubly good that they'll be here, because Andrew will not yet be allowed to lift Ian by then -- so frees us up from having to ask Andrew's sister to come over yet again while I'm working.

We had made some mental plans for what we wanted to do to celebrate our anniversary on Sunday (a couples massage and dinner out somewhere nice), but we've decided to push them back a week or two, since we're not certain Andrew will be up for either a massage or dinner out by a week from Sunday. Reminds me of the year I was pregnant with Corwin on our anniversary and totally uninterested in eating much of anything. Guess it's Andrew's turn now.

I am very, very grateful to Sarah & Sean, Judith, and my mom (and dad, for being willing to part with her) for all of their help over the last couple of weeks, some of it on very short notice. Sarah & Judith will be helping out again tomorrow so that I can go to work.


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