I woke up today at 5 a.m. (wait let me rephrase that) the nurse woke me up to draw my blood and take my vitals at that time which means I'm up now for the rest of morning. I get up out the bed around 7 a.m. to go shower and change into new pajamas (I think I said it before I like my pj's better than the hospital gown) before the Liver team and my dad come into my room. They all usually arrive around 9 a.m. Today, it's strictly and dad and daughter day (he worked from my hospital room) so he could be there when the team came in to give their updates. Plus he came with my breakfast (grits and eggs) I still like to eat even though I'm not feeling 100%. You will soon learn that I love my food!
Shortly after I ate my breakfast in came the team and I thought I was done for the day with doctors. Well, little did I know it was "doctor's overload" today. I actually had 10 doctors and the chaplain come to visit me. I believe it started with the Liver team, in an earlier blog I mentioned my fashionable, witty doctor, well in the picture above that's my doc..the only female in the crew LOL. Next to come visit was the Cardiologist and his PA, a Gynecologist, and an Interventional Radiologist. At this point it was only 11 a.m. and my dad starting keeping score on the nursing board. It's funny now that I'm writing about it but at the time I was overwhelmed and really tired. I would try and go to sleep but I was interrupted by a knock on the door. I forgot if you want rest you don't go to the hospital! By now I have seen about 8 doctors and I think I'm done until another knock on the door and it's the Anesthesiologist and for the finale I meet the Liver Surgeon. So why so many doctors? All of these doctors had to clear me for liver transplant surgery basically they had to make sure my body is ready to go through a 10 hour surgery. So although it was overwhelming I appreciated all of them coming in to meet me and clear me for the surgery. By now it's about 2 p.m. or maybe 3 and I'm exhausted with information overload. I'm glad my dad was there to take in all the information because I definitely wasn't going to remember everything.
It was truly a DOCTOR'S OVERLOAD kind of day! To top it all off, I was scheduled for a MRI/MRA of the abdomen so I couldn't eat anything. It was supposed to be scheduled at 6pm but that turned into 10pm and I wasn't very happy about the wait time and neither was my dad (he knows I like to eat and I become moody) but he waited until they came to get me for the test. I might have fell asleep during the entire test. When I got back to my room it was time to eat and then lights out. My sister had arrived and she was tired too so off to bed we went.