I was called yesterday with my surgery and pre-op date. They scheduled me for Friday June 13th at 7 am for my surgery. That date is also a full moon. My pre-op for June 5th at 1 pm. Then five minutes later they called back and said my insurance didn’t cover that hospital so I would have to wait until next week for them to call me with my new dates for a different hospital. The good thing is I will still be able to have the robotic assisted hysterectomy at the other hospital. That is very important to me. Not to have the large incision.
The hospital stay may be only one night, with the robotic assisted surgery. I do not like to be in the hospital, though with the way things are here, I am thinking it may be better at the hospital than here. I find the robotic assisted surgery fascinating! I have watched several on YouTube. They say in order to be fully prepared, you need to have knowledge of the surgery you are going to have. It is also valuable to talk to or read posts of other people’s experience with the surgery. I have read several posts and I feel comfortable with the procedures. I think what I fear is how much pain I will be in when I wake up. I am on high doses of chronic pain meds so they have to be sure to give me larger doses of pain meds while I am in the hospital or I will not have any relief from the pain.
Unfortunately, there is no end in sight to the negativity and fighting going on in my home. No matter what I do or say, they just cannot get along. I see next week being a huge issue when my son refuses to watch my grandson in order for my daughter to go to work. Today, my son tore up the door on the shed that is built into my house. He flipped out after my daughter got mad because they did not want to take her with them to go out to eat. Yelling, name calling and cussing followed. Tempers flared and my son demolished the door. My daughter said how she hopes he dies and it will be soon when he dies because he is insulin dependent diabetic and doesn’t take care of his blood levels and they are both alcoholics. I cried my eyes out and had to lay in bed. I couldn’t even move until I took my anxiety medication. I often feel sick and everything is bothering me anymore.
I am so tired of hiding in my room to avoid their crap and yet I still have to be stuck in the middle of it all on a daily basis. I keep saying I have nothing to do with their issues, but they make sure I am being screamed at, cussed at and dragged down when ever possible. My mind has completely shut down. I feel like I cannot function any longer. My body is exhausted even when I have not done a single thing. None of this is good to have going on prior to surgery. I did do a meditation yesterday and it helped until I began to hear yelling and nasty words. I’m just so very tired………….