I went to my 3 week follow up appointment at Swedish 12/19/13. I ended up being late, partially due to the awful new phone system they have. I don’t want to get into that though. I had the most difficult time finding parking than I ever had. I was walking with a cane because I’m so incredibly weak, and had to stop and sit whenever seating was available. So I was about 30 minutes late for the nutrition group appointment. The other people in the group also had surgery roughly within the past month. We learned about transitioning to soft foods and what is/isn’t allowed. Lots of questions were asked, not many were actually answered. I feel like the people running this meeting should have more experience with this stuff. The lady is perfectly nice, she would make a fine friend, but the not knowing the answers thing got pretty frustrating. We were given a bunch of paperwork with food lists and other things to keep an eye on. After the group appointment, we were sent to wait for our individual incision check. I spoke with a woman and her husband while in the waiting room – she was much smaller than I was (like, MUCH smaller, I wonder if she has some other medical issue requiring rapid weight loss – not that she had much at all to lose) and she said she gave up and had started eating a few days ago. Psh, can we do that? Why wasn’t I a rebel? I got weighed and their scale said I was about 10 pounds more than my home scale says. Say whaaaat? Anyway, I got put in a room, and the nutritionist came in while I waited for my wound check. She wanted to make sure I didn’t miss anything since I was late for the group part. She’s much better 1 on 1. I told her about how I was not doing well with protein intake or shakes and how even the mention of certain foods were making me nauseous. She advised that I take a week off from the shakes and the vitamins and just focus on starting the soft foods. The logic there is that if something makes me sick, I would know it’s not the shake or supplement. She gave me a direct line to reach her so I don’t have to deal with the stupid answering service, a card that says to please sell me food at a reduced price because I had surgery, and an additional food list that others don’t get until their next appointment, in hopes that I would get more food ideas since I have all these food rules. A surgeon came in (he checked me once while I was in the hospital, but wasn’t in the operating room with me as far as I know) and said everything looked normal. Me with my open and infected wounds, barely able to breathe, and nearly in tears because I’m so exhausted. Whatever. He did tell me to ignore their scale and keep going by the one that I use the most. He kept trying to send me out and I’m like dude these incisions need covering, so he did so with dry gauze (really fun when that sticks – thanks doc), told me I was doing well, and basically sent me on my way. The drive home was pretty bad, I was really physically uncomfortable and was probably a bit too weak to drive. Even though I was given the OK to begin eating soft foods, the thought made me sick. I was so discouraged by the whole event, that I went home and slept. I was in the ER about 12 hours after I got home from that appointment. More about that later.
I meant to write a post about my sleep study sooner (it was a week ago) but my laptop was out of commission.
I had my study at Providence Sleep Health. I was really scared about it, because the one I had done two years ago at my local sleep center was not the best. I believe I mentioned in the previous blog why I wasn’t a fan. This time around, I was sure I wouldn’t want to sleep. I opted to do a study during the day this time, as I am a bit of a night owl and simply sleep better when it’s bright out. But since this place was an hour-ish away, I was worried I’d be too stressed from the drive and all that.
So I found the place oddly easily, thank goodness. I left my place a bit later than planned, so I arrived 5 minutes before my appointment. Get up to the clinic, and the secretary and sleep tech are running around all confused. I had requested a room with a hospital bed (back problems) and it hadnt been cleaned yet. They initially put me in the regular bed room. It wasnt bad, but I was hoping for the other room. I accidentally dropped something and it rolled under the bed and OMG it was FILTHY under there. I immediately hopped on Yelp to “report” it, because I’m a nerd like that. Finally ended up in the other room. It was super gross, but whatever. Had to power through. Got all the junk applied, went better than last time. They don’t do the nose wires anymore, it was a cannula or whatever those things are called. I didnt get a picture with the nose thing, but here is a comparison:
I truly almost wore the same shirt too haha. Anyway, I did sleep. This place was so much better. Not constantly waking me to keep me flat on my back or anything. The tech said I snored loudly. I don’t feel like I do and haven’t been told I do lately, but we shall see what the results say.
I hate the adhesive they put in your hair though. I didnt wash it out right away either time. I should have, but I’m lazy and the tangling pisses me the eff off. I just kept my hair up for a couple of days and when it it was time, I brushed out all I could, covered my head in coconut oil and then washed with castile body wash because I thought it might provide a better clean. Thankfully it did, it all washed out with one shower.
I go in on Tuesday for the sleep study results. Still terrified about having to get a CPAP. I hope after that appointment, I wont ever have to deal with sleep medicine ever again.