Day 2 Post Op

Well, I made it through my first 2 days. Since we live about an hour and a half from San Diego we decided late Thurs night to spend the night close to the surgery center since we had to arrive at 6:30am. I am so glad that we did-I had fears of traffic, construction, the car breaking down etc. I was surprisingly calm driving down and the whole night until I woke up about 3:30am. Once I woke up the anxiety kicked in full force. I couldn't go back to sleep and went through several bouts of crying. I took a shower and finally it was ready to leave for the surgery center. I was so incredibly nervous at this point. We got to the surgery center and I was Dr. Poust's 2nd surgery of the day, I was scheduled for 8:30am. I was called back by a male nurse who was one of the nicest nurses I have ever met. I changed my clothes, took my vitals and started my IV. I HATE needles and I never even felt the IV being started. Then it was just waiting for the patient before me to be finished. Once the previous surgery was finished, the OR nurses came in to talk about what was going to happen. She asked me about what size I was looking for. I told her a small D, nothing more as I was afraid of being too top heavy. She explained she was an advocate for the patient, would be right there w/Dr. Pousti and would ensure my wishes were gone through with. After that, the anasthesiologist came in. She too was so very kind, explaining everything she was going to do. At this point again, my nerves kicked in and I started crying. Then Dr. Pousti came in, made his markings and told me not to worry. He asked if I had an idea of what cc's I wanted and I told him I just didn't want to be more than 500 cc's. He said he was thinking in the range of 375-475 but closer to the higher end. I told him I trusted his decision as he knew the look I was going for.
At that point, it was time to go. I said goodbye to my husband and walked to the OR. I laid on the table and was told I'd be out in 15 sec. I literally was. The next thing I know I was waking in the recovery room. Dr. Pousti called my husband at 9:45am to tell him I was done and that I would be very happy with the results. I woke up at 10:30am feeling great. The male nurse in the recovery room was VERY kind and accomodating. I was very thirsty so he gave me ice chips. I was then out the door and in the car by 11:15am and home by 12:45pm. I was shocked. The first day home wasn't too bad - I was pretty tired and slept most of the day. I kept on top of the meds except for one dose in the middle of the night that the alarm didn't go off for and I woke up in pretty bad pain. Since then I've made sure to stay on top of the meds.
The pressure comes and goes. Sometimes I feel great and am up walking around and other times it's not as easy. I still have a hard time reaching for things or itching areas I can't reach but that's to be expected. I'm hoping tonight will go ok. Some people have said that day 2 is the worst and some say day 3 is the worst - we'll see what tomorrow brings. For now, it hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be.
I see Dr. Pousti on Monday morning and I can't wait as I don't even know what cc's he ended up using. I also feel as if I am about to explode out of this surgical bra - the thought of 4 weeks in this thing is almost unbearable but I know it must be done. Well, it's getting late and I'm off to try to get some sleep. Will post again soon.