What to expect: the first 3 days post-op
Byon 30 Nov 2012
Our fabulous member and RealFriend Blond in Bluffton has put together recollections of her first three days after surgery. If you're wondering what's in store immediately post-op, read on.
I arrived home -getting out of and walking from the car to my bed was horribly painful. I had 3 shots of Demerol before I left the surgery center and I would have thought I would feel no pain. Not the case. I was oozing from the lipo to my back, thighs and flanks and my abs were burning. My husband got me settled in bed and I said to him in a drug haze if I don't move at all there is no pain. He laughed and asked what the pain felt like. You know how the nurse said you will wake up feeling like you did a 1000 crunches? She neglected to tell me I would need a fire hose to put out the feeling of burning tight muscles.
Every time I moved in the slightest I felt like my stomach had a bunch of rubber bands running from my upper abs to my lower abs that were stretched to the max. Weirdly I wasn't feeling much pain in my breasts or the lipo yet.
Once in bed I drifted off to sleep for a few mins then woke up and had to go to the bathroom.. I called my husband to help me up. OH WOW I was thankful I had a toilet seat riser/portable toilet at the end of my bed. Getting up was the worst sharp burning pain I have ever felt - I was happy to only have a few steps to the toilet. I really felt my lipo when I had to sit to go to the bathroom. The back of my thighs felt like a cheese grader had gotten to them I moaned and cried a bit.I can only imagine what I looked liked- a crazy drugged up oozing mess. I got back into bed my husband gave me some crackers and water to take my meds with so my stomach would not be upset. And off to dreamland I went.
I slept for 20 hours the 2nd day- no joke! My husband had set times to give me my meds- even waking me up in the middle of the night- not that I knew what the time was I was so out of it. I still didn't want to drink much I dreaded getting up to go to the bathroom. But I did- obviously I had to go. Any time I had to get up my husband had to help me- really he did most of the heavy lifting. Every time I got up I groaned loudly and shed a few tears from the pain, i can only imagine what the neighbors thought? I did get up to walk around (to reduce the chance of blood clots) I must have been such sight all bent over like the hunch back of Norte dame! There was no way I was standing straight. After each time I got up I said to my husband why did I do this to myself?
My husband tried to get me to eat but I had no desire to. He made me fruit smoothies. Frozen fruit, protein shake mix, a little milk and a little oj- good nutrition with out having to eat a lot. I only drank maybe half of them when he made them but it was better then nothing. I ate a few saltines(low sodium) and animal crackers but not much. I had no appetite really but had to eat/drink something.
For the rest of the day I drifted in and out of sleep with not a lot of concept of what was going on around me or time, which was probably a good thing. But I knew what was going on when I had to get up for any reason.... OUCH!
Again my husband woke me up every 3 hours and every 6 hours for my meds. It's so important to stay on top of them. I can not imagine how much more pain I would of been in if he hadn't. Again if I didn't move at all while I was laying down I didn't feel any pain.
My husband had my bed set up perfectly. The reason I am not mentioning my bed until now is I didn't remember it the 1st 2 days- I was DRUGGED UP! He set it up with wedge pillow with @ 6 other pillows. 2 on top of the wedge, 2 on either side of me, and 2 under my knees. Every time I got out of bed he changed my medical pads, fixed all my pillows and blankets. Medical pads were a must for me- I was oozing a lot from my lipo. He left a small opening in my back open to let the fluid out. Lovely.
This was the 1st day I ate real food- not by my choice. My husband cooked me up some chicken over whole wheat pasta. It was so good as he is a way better cook then I am. But I didn't eat much. It was a little easier to get out of bed but not much. Each day everything got a tiny bit easier. We moved the portable toilet into the bathroom and used it as a toilet seat riser. That was a huge accomplishment. More for my husband then me- he didn't have empty it. Ha ha.
All in all my 1st few days were filled with pain, not wanting to eat a lot, pain meds, sleeping, emotions that are all over the place, and a total lack of the concept of time. I will say I remember the fact that I was in a ton pain but now I don't really remember the pain itself. It's important to have someone to help you a lot as you won't be able to do much yourself. After everything it's so totally worth it! I would do it again in second.