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All IV’d up and ready to walk myself to surgery

I am all IV’d up and ready to go.

Apparently at this hospital you do not get a gurney to take you down to the operating room, instead they have you walk down your own surgery! Now in their defense, this very well may just for my type of surgery. I cannot imagine them asking you to walk yourself into open-heart surgery or brain surgery.

On the plus side, they are going to let me bring my camera down the hallway with me to the operating room OR but unfortunately I’m not allowed to record the surgery.
I really kind of want to see what it looks like with my intestines out and up on my chest! More so, I just wonder how they know how to put it all back together. Although this may be the reason they’re not letting me record the surgery. Perhaps they sorted out as they go!

So they have me in two gowns, one opens in the front and one in the back. And as a part of preoperative procedure they would shave my chest and stomach but to their surprise I beat them to it! I decided to shave my chest and stomach the night before I got here. Apparently, what I didn’t need to do was to shave it clean like a baby! But at least it gave him a clean slate to work on.

Once dressed and ready, they made me put this lovely silver/foil like shower cap. Immediately it reminded me of the balloon boy incident on TV. Where the father made his little boy hide in the closet and then let his cheap foil balloon fly away only leading the authorities and media to believe that the child was somehow inside the floating piece of foil.
And away we go…

Update: The following has been added after I arrived home, I have included the footage taken as I walked to my operating room and some of the people I met along the way.

Here is the long walk I had to take down to the operating room. As I mentioned before, in other surgeries I have been through, they actually wheel you down to the operating room but in this one they made me walk while the nurse wheeled the IV right next to me. It was a rather weird feeling. I had not given me anything for my nerves or to relax at this point so I was a bit tense if you can imagine.

Once we got into the operating room, I handed the camera to a woman who seemed to know very little about video cameras so the clip is only about one second. However it does give you an idea of the place I would be laying for the next few hours and how tiny I looked on the bed.

Thumbs up!

If you notice those boards were used to strap down my arms during the surgery and on one of the boards you can see what looks like a rolled up black belt. I remember asking them what that was for once the cameras were off but cannot remember what answer I was given. As usual they went ahead and put the mask over my face and slowly let the Michael Jackson drug of choice, propofol, take effect.



  • Mar 24th 201012:03
    by Mikey


    Hey Dane! Hope you are a road to a wonderful recovery! Thoroughly enjoyed these posts! Definitely keep them coming.

    So, I was reorganizing my iTunes library and came across this song. It reminded me of your situation. Granted it is a love song about a girl, but I think you can easily reapply the lyrics for your situation. 😉

    “Half the Man” by Jamiroquai

  • Mar 24th 201013:03
    by Kimberly


    I have two post-op tips for you:
    1) Hold a pillow tight against your stomach when you have to sneeze or cough. When the need arises, your incision site will feel very vulnerable and holding the pillow against it somehow helps.
    2) Learn the “roll maneuver” to get out bed to avoid using your abdominal muscles. From your back, roll to the side so that you end up in a crouched position beside the bed and then use your hands against the bed to push yourself upright.
    Hope you feel better soon :)!

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