Top Surgery from the Partnerâs POV: Surgery Day
So on the day of, Will was scheduled to check in at the hospital at 6 AM, so we had to be up and in the car for 4:45 AM, which to be honest was great because we didnât spend a lot of time the day of just twitching time away, but also terrible because I am not very well-suited to mornings and felt subhuman at best.Â
He left us to start disinfecting and whatnot around 7 AM.Â
Then, his mum and I basically puttered around the city, getting breakfast, doing some errands, getting coffee, and reading, until ONE THIRTY PM when the hospital finally called us to let us know we could pick him up in about half an hour. This was probably the hardest part of the entire process for me, just the not knowing what was happening and also the multiple places/activities. I think there are roughly two types of ways people cope when their loved ones are in the hospital: they either like to get very busy to keep their mind off of things, or they like to stay as close as possible to the hospital. Neither method is better or worse, but unfortunately Willâs mum falls solidly in the camp of liking to be busy and I fall in the camp of wanting to just camp out in the hospital and drink coffee. So that was really hard.
I was so so so happy to pick him up, I honestly felt like I had full on tunnel vision at that point, I just wanted to see him. He looked really pale in the face, and was a bit dizzy when he had to stand up for me to dress him, and the pain was obviously present, but he seemed largely alright.Â
The ride home was hard; any sort of stop and bump in the road seemed to cause him a lot of pain which wasnât the best, obviously.Â
And then home, Will blearily explaining Buffy the Vampire Slayer to his mum (âvampires donât have souls. But Angel has a soulâ) and loads of sleep.Â
I know that the drains are sort of an intimidating concept to a lot of partners, I think, but overall I found the drains less unwieldy/irritating than the pain meds at first - he needed one or two T3s every four hours, so we were up twice a night. Nothing was really that irritating, though, just because this is such a happy event, you know? More on the process of the drains in the next post.Â
Willâs account of the dayÂ