Surgery 2000

After drinking the horrendous "Fleets Phospho-Soda" bowel prep liquid, which I can only assume is similar to stomach bile mixed with lighter fluid, and not eating for over 24 hours, I dressed in my favorite pajamas, blue clouds and rainbows, my mom had braided my hair and we drove the 45 minutes to Georgetown Hospital. The last thing I remember about that day was getting out of the car in the parking lot and walking toward the hospital.

We were told during my pre-op visit with the surgeon a few days prior that the "exploratory laparoscopic pelvic surgery" would be out-patient, and I would wake up with a piece of tape over my belly button and we could go to McDonald's on the way home....Boy we were wrong.