It's just a little gas

Honestly, I don't think I've tooted like I should because I look like I have a watermelon between my ribs and my bellybutton. It is pretty gross, but I'm feeling ok. Sore, tired, weak, but overall, ok. Check out this bloating. The nurse was trying to ask nicely without being rude, but she asked if I was bloated. Uh, yeah. My tummy is never like this. For those who don't know, the surgeon pumps air in your guts to separate the organs, so he can see what he is doing in there. Subsequently, I'm all bloated and gassy. My nurses were great; both pre-op and post-op. I bled more than they expected post-op and bled through my shirt before I even left the hospital, so they changed the bandage on one of the incisions (there were four) and told Army of Dad what to watch for like the bandage bulging from too much blood. So, I bled through again on two incisions (including the bellybutton one where the gallbladder came out). We called the surgeon's office and were told to change the bandages and do some pressure bandages. So, AoD sought me out some tight undies with a high waistband and he used some gauze and bandages and we managed to do pretty well. You can see the pressure bandages we did with LOTS of tape to make sure we got it on there tightly to put pressure on the incisions. They're only held with steritape and no stitches. The bruising under the bandages looks pretty bad. The worst part of all of this: I think the anthesiologist chipped my front tooth. Yeah, I will really look the part of a Texan now. Yippee. I called the anesthia place and the gal there said to see my dentist and have them set up payment with them and they'll take care of it. Just one more thing.

So, there is my obligatory grody picture to accompany my procedure. I'm up and feeling pretty ok, just like I've been stabbed four times and had my gallbladder ripped out through my bellybutton. Oh wait, that is what happened.

P.S. I knew the picture was gross when my husband cringed while looking at it. I shot that while he was getting my painkillers and picking up the boys from school. I'll take a good one of the wounds after we remove the bandages tomorrow. See what you have to look forward to?