Yesterday (May 14)--Day of Surgery We had to wait a bit because doozy me checked on everything but whether they had an interpreter or not. I told my audiologist but forgot to inform my surgeon's office who actually set up everything. Oops. Even with that snag I got in the OR room at the right time. I was so glad to have an interpreter before the surgery because I didn't have a private or even semi-private room and the place was ultra noisy and overwhelming. It was like a bunch of fitting rooms in one big room. The chair was really comfortable though and my nurse was super funny. The most interesting part is I'm used to being wheeled into the OR already sedated. This time I went in and sat on the table myself and watched while they set it and me all up then they sedated me. Warning...do not chew gum before the surgery. I spit it out before my 2 hour pre-op time but I got chewed out for that. He said some doctors will cancel for that. I thought I was good as long as I didn't swallow anything. Nope. He, instead, treated me as if I were a gunshot patient who ate a big mac before I walked in. After I woke up I did have a hard time. I was so dizzy and the room was constantly spinning every time I moved an inch. As long as I stayed perfectly still I was fine. Once I moved I had to wait a min or two for the room to shut up and quit mocking me. I was especially thankful to have an interpreter at this time. His movements were large and though he was blurry and sometimes there were 2 of him, I could understand him. There is no way I could have read print or lipread. I guess I could have if they were patient enough to wait for the room to stop spinning. I was hesitant about riding home in a moving car so I stayed until about 730. I couldn't be admitted into the hospital though that was on the list of suggestions because it wasn't confirmed if my insurance would pay for it or not. Instead they recommended a hotel and come back to see the dr in the morning. I chose to go home instead so they had me waiting until the last possible moment because the episodes were improving each passing hour. I did throw up at the end. They had switched me from a bed to sitting up and forgot to bring my throw up pan. I asked for it loudly and she jumped up but it was too late. I chose the floor rather than my clothes. I didn't bring backup clothes. I'm glad I was on the last bit of my period because nobody told me I might be completely naked under my gown. This way I got to wear disposable underwear and not have to withstand feeling those uncomfortable breezes in the wrong place. I don't know if I have a metallic taste or not. I haven't eaten yet. I'm waiting for hubby to wake up. My breath does taste and probably smell bad but I just realized I haven't brushed my teeth yet after that mishap last night. Ewwwww..... I came home and propped up my pillows. After all that I was starting to feel a little better but my ear was really sore. I kept asking them to up the pain meds so I wouldn't feel it but the solution was much more simple. My turban was too tight. Once I loosened it, I was able to sleep comfortably. Today (May 15)--Recovery Day 1 The first thing I did this morning after I wrote that above story was BRUSH MY TEETH! Whew! One side of my tongue feels like I burnt it but 2/3 of my tongue still loves me and I have a bit of an appetite today! I'm feeling much better. The room is not spinning at every move I make anymore. I'm still not up to sitting up in my computer chair or even moving around the room. I still stumble and get a little bit dizzy just going from the bed to the bathroom. So I'm staying put and letting hubby bring me everything. I literally slept all day after my surgery and all night so while I am tired today, I'm not really sleepy. I can't see my t.v. because it is on the wrong side of the bed and I can't turn my head that way but I am alternating being on this computer, reading a chapter or two from a book and closing my eyes for a while. That's about the extent of my plans for today. The best thing I got today was my child found my neck roll pillow (not the kind you wrap around your neck) and it really helps! My neck was getting too stiff trying to lay propped up. The first thing my 5 year old said this morning was, "but you can still hear right?" Awww...he was worried. He doesn't quite understand the whole thing but since I did my worse ear I could honestly tell him that yes I could still hear.