
Yesterday was a big day for me. I had my discectomy. We had to get up really early to make it down to the hospital by 6:30am since it is over an hour away. After checking in, I changed into a hospital gown and was on a bed in the Operating Room waiting area.
It was like a movie. Doctors and nurses running back and forth. I could only catch small portions of conversations as they flew by. I talked to a couple of nurses, my neurosurgeon and the anesthesiologist while waiting here. Everyone was so very friendly. I know I wasn’t their only patient, but the way they talked to me and gave me their undivided attention, I sure felt like it. I was hooked me up to an IV and given something to relax. Within seconds, the room tilted a little and most of my anxiety about the surgery disappeared.
Shortly after receiving the medication, I said goodbye to Jennifer and I was off to the operating room. Everything is kind of blurry after that. I do remember the doctor putting an oxygen mask on me and asking me some questions I can’t remember. The very last thing I remember was thinking about Jennifer and I being on one of our road trips driving through the desert in our little red convertible. The next thing I know, I’m waking up in the recovery room.
I was in some serious pain. The pain in my left leg that was caused by the herniated disc was completely gone. The excruciating pain was now from the area where they entered my lower back. They kept giving me more and more morphine through my IV until I was finally feeling better.
Once my pain was under control, they let Jennifer come in. Then I was moved to an actual hospital room. Here I had my own TV, my iPhone, and best of all, Jennifer by my side.
I sipped on some water and noticed that my throat was really sore. I found out from the nurse that the anesthesia that made me fall asleep for surgery was given to me through the mask I wore. Then after I was asleep, they inserted a breathing tube to continue giving me the anesthesia. They had to flip me over so a mask just wouldn’t work. Luckily, they took it out before I woke up.

I also realized that I had these weird stocking like things wrapped around my legs. They were hooked up to a machine that pumped water into them. It massaged my legs. It felt great. My doctor explained to me that they were to help keep the blood circulating in my legs.
I ended up taking a nap for a few hours. I got up around 3:30pm. This is when I decided to try and walk. I was able to do a lap around the hospital floor I was on. Really slow of course. Jennifer kept me company along the way.

Once I could walk, eat, use the bathroom, and my pain was manageable I could go home. The whole getting discharged process seemed like it took forever, but eventually I was allowed to leave. They gave me a shot of morphine for the road, and with Jennifer’s help I got dressed. I was rolled out to the car in a wheelchair and we headed for home.