I must be a lightweight, since I stopped anesthesia from giving me more than 1/3 of the dose of Versed - I felt like I was on a Tilt-a-Whirl. It was a new experience being on the stretcher instead of pushing it. Everyone knew me (of course). I felt bad that it took 2 different anesthesiologists to get my IV started - I had warned them I that am a difficult stick.
I do remember LeAnn wheeling me into the OR and then scootching over to the table. The very narrow table. The lights are very bright from that perspective. I don't remember anything else until I was being moved to phase 2 recovery, where I slept some more. I think ortho tried to talk to me then, but I'm not really sure.
I spent the rest of the night on our couch. I'd wake up for 5 minutes and then doze off again, occasionally vomiting into a bucket. Poor DH has been taking care of me and cleaning up my mess. At least so far, I've hit the bucket every time. :(
This morning, I'm trying some coffee because I do NOT want that caffeine withdrawal headache again! I've been sipping at it for about 1 1/2 hours now and so far it's staying down. I still feel queasy, so I'm leery of taking any pain meds for fear that I'll throw them right back up. I might call and ask for Phenergan to be called in for me, since I need to schedule my post-op check.
I can very carefully weight bear on the leg, which is nice since me on crutches is amusing to all who see me. Thank God there is no video available of that, I'm sure my DH would send it in to Failblog.
Evidently, Dr X told DH that my knee was pretty significantly messed up - that it was one of the worst ones he has seen in a relatively young patient. I should have done this sooner.