25 yrs old with no kids continuous weight struggle....ready to be a diaz doll... lipo and bbl - Dominican Republic, DO

So we continued talking and Roomie1 offered to leave me some Vicodin which I was grateful for because I THOUGHT my pain tolerance was very low. I wouldn't normally have accepted meds from ppl but I feel like these were extenuating circumstances so I was grateful. So they fed me chicken soup for dinner ( was delicious but a tad salty to me but still edible) I was starving then I took a nap. When I woke up I took a shower without shaving because I was warned against shaving the night before surgery so of course I had done so like a two days prior to surgery ( hate having hair). Roomie1 advised me that I wouldn't be able to take showers after surgery (that I didn't know I thought after 4 days or so i could shower...NOPE NO SUCH THING) I was delusional. I over did the surgery supplies. Ladies you only really need arnica cream, the boppy (if u av a BBL), wipes, anti -bacterial soap, hand sanitizer, a GO GIRL (she wee), and your vitamins. I had compression socks which i wore but didn't really need, half the time they were down my ankles anyways. Didn't take any water pills, nor the yoga mat, nor the pads ( because I had a drain system). I barely used the chux (I bought 100 and didn't even use 10) they provided them at the hospital and at the recovery house so I barely used what I took. I should however have bought the tummy board from M&D to put beneath my faja ( I bought it when I got home). As for the t shirts I took actual t-shirts with sleeves however they refused to put them on me instead they put me in the wife beaters so take those instead. I was there for 7 days from the 30th May to June 6 and I only wore sundresses 5 times including when I left for the airport. you will always be in your faja unless you are going to the hospital. Anyways I got some sleep and woke up at 6 am to shower again to have surgery. George came at like 6:30 am the following day we got to CIPLA by 7 am (there was traffic). CIPLA was open but Dr. Diaz's office was closed. AT like 7:10 his assistant came, I paid her the remaining US$3700 then she gave me some paper work to sign. Ladies the [RS bleep] was all in Spanish I was like WTF I'm signing [RS bleep] that I can't read luckily theres was a bilingual female from NY there too and she was nice enough to translate some of the stuff. I still wasn't satisfied with signing the documents because I hadn't read them thoroughly so I was given an English "version" that wasn't quite the same but along the lines of other document. Ladies I had to go on faith and pray for the best right there, eventually I signed. Slim and I went downstairs she gave me my X-ray and dropped me off to do height and weight and answer more medical questions about previous surgeries, illnesses, family history, present medications etc. they checked my blood pressure my breathing all that. Results for blood work was good so I went back to Dr. Diaz's office (2nd floor) I met with him answered more medical questions then he marked me up with the marker after he examined my stomach pressing like he was looking for lumps. He asked if i had any hernias also how large I wanted my BBL I was like, "As big as possible". I also mentioned to him that i'm not good with pain at all and I needed serious pain meds because unfortunately I was unable to get any in the States before I arrived. He was understanding and told me he would prescribe some. I then inquired how I was suppose to get the meds whether I had to physically go to a pharmacy or the nurse in the recovery house would. He told me they would be delivered to me not to worry. Then he took before pics then I got dressed again and Slim and I went to the 4th floor to my recovery room. It was nice and spacious with a hospital bed, a futon, a chair, tv , phone, a lil table a lil white armoire. It also had an adjoining bathroom with large shower, faucet with mirror, trash can and toilet. I left my stuff (my small carry on with compression socks, sundress, t-shirt, toothpaste,toothbrush ,sanitizer, soap, boppy pillow, bed chux, wipes and pads, deodorant, only like two days supply) I think that was all I took. As soon as I got to the room a lady in scrubs came and told me to change she handed me a hospital gown, the cap for my hair and told me to put on my compression socks and put the lil slippers thingy over them. I complied then she came with the blue pill and some water. Took the pill like 9:00 am after I dressed then drank the water, I drank the whole cup too I was thirsty. She was like, "no no mami". Oops my bad. Right after she left a man came and put me on aa gurney then he wheeled me across the other side of the building to the surgery area through some doors. Omg I started to get real, I was nervous. I saw the notorious green walls, the operating slab the large light above. The anesthesiologist was there she put a needle in my arm and i was out. Unfortunately I didn't stay under I woke up while he was working on my stomach. OMG scariest moment ever!!!! I wasn't feeling any pain but i was out of it and i could feel the needle in me and the pumping action. It was not a good sensation !!! rather weird I can't explain so i started to panic screaming , "please stop I can feel it I can fell it ". I even tried to get up but then the nurse or anesthesiologist, whoever grabbed my head and forced me back down and was like," mami no u have to lie down no get up" I couldn't see because they had like a curtain up by my chest area i couldn't see over or around it. I never even saw the Dr. Then I was out again. I only woke when the were placing me back on the gurney after surgery. Then I was out again and I woke up in the recovery room like around 5:30pm. I had my nurse that stayed with me over night. When I woke up my ass was on fire like i was literally sitting in hot oil!!!! So much discomfort and I could barely move I had an IV in my arm and a catheter in my coouchie and a drain near my right hip. The nurse was nice, she fed me the dinner it was soup again. She warmed it for me gave me crackers and peach juice box. My first meal all day. She adjusted the AC and put on the Tv. No use tho all Spanish channels. The CIPLA nurse gave me pain meds in my IV it burned going into the vein then no more pain except for the burning in my butt that was horrible and it would stop. I even wanted to lie on m y stomach but they wouldn't let me had to stay on my ass for hours so painful. I couldn't sleep. I threw up i needed to pee tried too get up the nurse didn't speak much English but she managed to tell me to pee in the bed because i had a catheter. As the night progressed the nausea intensified i threw up again, the nurse fed me juice and the CIPLA nurses gave me more pain meds. around 2/3 am I started getting hot flashes the nurse had to turn up the AC. then some girl started screaming bloody murder she was in pain it was so loud u heard them trying to comfort her it was so bad my head started throbbing by now my nurse is asleep so i had to wake her to close the door that was all swollen it was hard to close so she did the best she could then she went back to sleep more screaming and the nurse in my room started snoring omg i thought my head was going to explode. I just started to feel weaker and weaker with intensifying nausea and headache.

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