
The surgery this morning on my left hand seems to have gone well and the cyst was successfully removed in its entirety. It turns out to have been a ganglion after all and not anything more serious than that, which takes a huge burden off of me, worry-wise. The numbness is finally beginning to gradually disappear (it's 5:30 p.m. as I write this and surgery was at 8:30 a.m. this morning). I can feel and move my middle finger a bit and my thumb is beginning to feel a little tingly as well. They numbed a nerve in my hand and put me into a so-called "twilight sleep", but I seem to have gone completely out. I don't remember a single thing and I remember very little about gradually coming out of the anesthesia, either. I guess that's kind of what it does to you - it kind of causes some temporary short term memory loss. I've been sleeping most of the afternoon, partly as a result of the anesthesia and partly the result of pain medication that they gave me that makes me feel woozy. I don't feel any pain yet because my hand is still quite numb but I feel like that is gradually disappearing. They gave me a kind of anesthetic for my hand that lasts 8-12 hours, so it probably won't completely wear off until much later tonight. I'm off work tomorrow, too, so I have the whole day to just rest, sleep and hope that my hand doesn't hurt too much. In fact, I am just now beginning to feel the very first hints of post-surgical pain. Tiny twinges, admittedly, but enough to remind me that it will probably hurt a lot worse later on unless the pain meds I have taken since my release keep working. They wanted me to start on them right away in order to get it into my system so that it would be there when the numbness wears off, which it is gradually beginning to do. I am just glad to finally be rid of that painful cyst and I hope never to get another one. This one has been bad enough as it is, but if I do get more of these things in the future, having had one surgically removed at least allows me to know what to expect. And of course, all of the anticipation of this thing turned out to be much worse than the surgery itself. I wasn't there for it and was completely out cold and didn't feel a thing. And I've spent the day feeling pleasantly relaxed and a tad woozy, which is OK by me, since I don't have to go anywhere or do anything. It's just nice to feel so relaxed after a very tense week of anticipation of this thing.
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