Wow after reading that story I'm even more nervous, the doctor told me I did not have to stay the night (Do to economy staff has been cut down, so patients get a shorter recovery time, some get non), so when I wake up and have fully woken up I am to be sent home, and I'm not looking forward to the drive home, it takes me 1 and half hour to get to the hospital, since the doctor that is doing the surgery only does it in that hospital, tho he interviewed me in Reykjavík, I have to go to Akranes to have the surgery, well my mom wanted to drive me there, but shes afraid to drive that way (it includes an underwater tunnel, if she were to skip those the drive would take 4 hours), so my grandad has to take me, and I heard my nan was demanding to go with me, so the question is which one will take me, but I know mom will be with me in the car (Not driving), the doctor said that I could not go to gym class for a month, and that I was not allowed to use the hand until the month is up. After hearing your story I'm a bit nervous something will go wrong, and I'm also nervous about if I wake up, and if something will go wrong.I've had two surgeries, in October and November of last year. :P The second one took place a week after the first and was due to complications with the first, haha.
I remember being really nervous the weekend before my surgery (I think it was on a Tuesday or Wednesday?). I felt sick whenever I thought about it and didn't like talking about it or acknowledging it was gonna happen but soon enough, my mindset just switched and I just wanted to get it over with. If you try to think of it that way ("only __ more days until all this is over and I can recover in peace!") then it takes off a lot of the stress and I know it really helped me.
lulz, tl;dr details now:
Spoiler:At any rate, my first surgery was a laproscopy and it seemed to go really well. (Turns out it was kind of for nothing but that's almost another story. xD) I was recovering fairly well after that and was able to go home about 4 or 5 hours after the surgery. Painkillers worked wonderfully and the only immediate problem was when my mom drove me home from the hospital. What was usually a ~20 minute drive turned out to be nearly 2 hours because every block or so, she had to pull over into a side street or something because I was just so carsick. x_o It was absolutely horrible, seriously. I feel so bad because it must've been so boring for her. XD;
So recovery was supposed to take about a week and if it didn't get better everyday, I had to call my doctor. A week later, the incision in my navel was still sort of hurting and the pain wasn't getting as noticeably better as the other ones. So I called up my doctor and she had me come into the emergency room the next day and have her paged so she could just take a look even though she was sure it was nothing since it wasn't causing too much pain. Long story short, it was one of the worst days ever and by the time I FINALLY got to see her, it was about 4 PM and that's when we learnt that because I'd had such a rough drive home and had been retching so much on the way home the week before, somehow some fatty tissue had managed to get caught in the incision oh boy. (Apparently it's a really rare happening or something, I dunno.) At any rate, I learnt I needed another surgery so she called it an emergency and scheduled it for about 5 hours later.
And that second surgery... sucked. I wasn't nervous at all going in (and surprised all these nurses xD) mostly because I just wanted to get in, get it done, and go the hell home since by the time I was actually heading into the OR I'd been at the hospital for 12 hours and counting and I was so bored. <_<; But yeah, the procedure went well but afterwards? They put me on morphine and that's when I learnt that I'm allergic to it or something. Nurses didn't believe me when I said it wasn't helping in the immediate recovery room, they just gave me more and wheeled me out despite the fact that I was still in so much pain. Made me itchy, too. At any rate, my mom, who stuck with me the whole time (♥) kept telling them that I wasn't just whining for attention, I was in obvious physical pain. She told me later that she wanted to deck one of the nurses who, after hearing me say how the morphine wasn't effective, looked at my mom and rolled her eyes. >:| After we got me on a different painkiller, though, I was mostly okay. Within an hour or so, I was up and having my mom walk me up and down the halls and I insisted on going home around 3 AM even though they wanted me there all night. After that, recovery hurt a bit more than the last one but that's because it was a bigger incision. This time it actually DID get better everyday and I was back to normal within a week or two. (And they added something to my IV that'd take away the nausea so my drive home was the 20 minutes it was supposed to be, haha.)
Neither of these were huge or anything--common procedures and relatively minor, but that's pretty much it for me.
In all, there's really nothing to worry about if you're getting a standard procedure. Even if something does go a little wrong like with mine, I doubt it'd be a situation they haven't run into before and it's easily fixed. But complications so rarely happen that, honestly, I wouldn't even think twice about it. Just make sure you get lots of rest and relaxation before going in for it and you give yourself plenty of time to recover afterwards and you'll be absolutely fine. ♥
Do you know what your recovery window is? Like how long they'll keep you at the hospital after and how long it'll probably take to get you back to 100%? :O
Well only 10 hours and 3 days until my surgery, 3.5 days until it's over.