I came out of general anesthesia in more pain than I’ve ever experienced. I can’t quite explain it. Like being violated with a hot poker, maybe. They gave me i.v. fentanyl (morphine on steroids) while waiting for the percocet to start working. It took about 25 minutes to get it under control, but since then I’ve been feeling pretty ok.
I came home last night. Very relieved to avoid spending a night in the hospital. My good friend Bill was, as ever, ready to run to the store and make us dinner. The doc told me that I should stick to liquids for the night.. cream soup.. and so it was. It came back up as easily as it went down. I always thought I had a pretty strong stomach. Feeling fine this morning, though. Just had coffee. Toast coming right up.
The tumor was so close to the anal verge that they were able to dilate the anus and work on it directly, rather than with a scope of some sort. I’m pretty sure that it was the dilation that left me hurting, more than the extraction itself.
The doc said that the procedure went well. He removed the tumor entirely. Said that it looked mostly like scar tissue. Now we just wait for biopsy results. If all goes well, and this is it.. it will be nothing short of miraculous. I DO dare to hope. I’m prepared to hear that they have to go back in. It will be a little heartbreaking, but I’m braced for it. Somehow, though, I’m not expecting it. I’m feeling deep down as though I’ve won.
Naturally, I’ll let you all know as soon as I hear.
Thank you thank you for your thoughts.