So it's official.  My uterus is retired.  Yay!  I like to look at Parker and tell him he is the last cute thing coming out of my body. (and Damn!  he is really cute.)

We spent the night at a hotel by the hospital because i had to check in at 6am!  SIX AM!  We stayed at the same hotel we stayed at when Parker was in the NICU.  This was Parker's first time in a hotel room.  This was an awful sinking sad tragic feeling when we walked into the hotel room.  The room looked exactly the same as the room we stayed in previously.  As soon as we walked in, I didn't want to be there and it made my heart sad and I wanted to cry.  Bill said staying there again would help somehow, kinda like re-writing the chapter.  It was sad.  I hope we never have to stay there again, for anything.  Ever. 

We had a really nice dinner with Carla and JD.  It was the best Indian ever.  And it was great to see Carla because she's moving to Chicago in a few weeks.    Parker didn't exactly cooperate during dinner and Bill spent more of the dinner outside with the kids trying to keep them preoccupied so I could enjoy seeing my friend. He wasn't the best sleeper that night either.  It was a long night.  I couldn't drink water after midnight so I was thirsty and I was nervous.

So 5:40 rolls around and we all get up and I get dressed and we get in the car and drop me off.  the boys went back to the hotel and went back to sleep until 8:45.  I got all checked in and registered.  It didn't take them long to call me back to pre-op.  I took what will hopefully be the last pregnancy test for the rest of my life and I got all gowned up and stuck with needles. and then I got a special treat!  I got to drink 1 capful of water.  It was yummy even though the pill left a yucky film on my tongue and I didn't have enough water to wash it off.  So they started the IV fluids, and gave me some anti nausea meds and had me swallow down the "low dose, slow release oxycontin."  I saw my dr, the anesthesiest, the nurse anestetist (sp!?) and i think i saw someone else but I don't really remember much else.  I don't even remember being wheeled out of pre-op.  I remember sitting there on the bed with this weird tingling feeling in my chest and I was starting to wonder if I was having a panic attack.  and I was sitting there wishing they would hurry up and wheel me out of there.  The next thing I remember is being talked to around 9:30 - TWO HOURS LATER!  Man I was groggy!  Bill and the kids showed up and we were on our way home by 10:15.  Quick!

We got home and I slept until 4:30.  Of course I thought i was fine and I got up and tried to do stuff and then i realized that i was sore and in pain.  So i went to bed.  Parker snuggled with me all night.  My throat was all weird and hurting - i guess because of the tube they shoved down my throat.

Tuesday i tried to do way too much again and today I'm paying for it. So today, I'm in bed all day.  Watching old sappy girl movies and the first season of Grey's Anatomy.

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If you want to watch a laparoscopic tubal ligation - go here:  http://nursinggazette.blogspot.com/2007/11/laparoscopic-tubal-ligation.html

(Try to ignore the cheesy music!)