You won't believe this one...

Guess where I am? At my favorite all-inslusive resort. But one where they didn't let me order dinner, and where they wake you, poke you and prod you all the time...

My husband told me to pack an overnight bag for today, but I told him that this time there would be no trouble! He gets to say I told you so. I was wide awake the last 10+ minutes of surgery with a lot of pain. Back in recovery I felt like a wimp. This is supposed to be a simple thing without too much pain. I had to ask for pain meds. I had my daughter massage my back, and wondered how I could have pulled a muscle while lying around having surgery? I asked for seconds on pain meds. My husband left to pick up my son after school and asked if he should come back, but I assured him we would be leaving soon. With the other port insertions I got to leave pretty quickly.

But then the sugeon came in and asked me how my breathing was. I told him my breathing was ok, but I was having a lot of pain. That it was much different than the first two ports. Well, they do a chest x-ray after each port insertion and mine showed a partially collapsed lung. He has only had two ever, and both he knew right when it happened. Inserting mine they had a little trouble getting into the vein, but then it went well and he had no idea my lung had punctured. Once again I am the total medical freak! While he didn't know when/how it happened, I think I do. I think that is what pulled me into total alertness during surgery. I'm glad they do the X-ray to check on port placement, or this would not have even been found. I'd just be in a lot of pain and not know why. Maybe it would have turned out ok on its own, but maybe not. If I don't keep the oxygen on, my levels do drop, but only about down to 92%. Normally I'm 98 or 99%, and on this oxygen I am 100%.

So I was moved to another area for close observation and put on oxygen. After a while they admitted me for the night. I requested 5th floor, and got it - the best floor and best staff. At 6:30 they took another X-ray and said it is "about the same." So I could have a little food and drink again till midnight. I hadn't been able to have anything but ice chips since midnight the night before. I was hooked up last night to permanent vitals, an oxygen mask, an IV, and an oxygen sensor on my finger - fun typing... Now my vitals are down to hourly checks.

Of course once they said I could eat, the kitchen was closed. My son came for a surprise visit and brought me Red Lobster chowder and biscuits. I guess I was lucky the kitchen was closed! After my son and his girlfriend and my husband left, I got more pain meds so I could sleep. I normally don't do pain meds, but I really needed them yesterday. My daughter decided to stay with me overnight. She sleeps through all the nurse checks. I wish I could sleep like she does.

I'm waiting on my next chest X-ray. If there is no change, that is good. The lung should eventually repair itself. If the area of collapse has grown, I'll have to get a tube put in to reinflate the lung and I'll be here longer. I plan on going to the Renaissance Festival Sunday, so please pray for no change so I can get out of here with no tube!

I couldn't make this **** up if I tried. It is getting to the point of so ridiculous that all I can do is laugh. It does hurt to admit my husband was right, and let him say "I told you so."