I was rummaging through some picture on my computer and found some gems from my last surgery.
Over the summer I went home to Washington to have surgery on both legs for Varicose veins (yes, I'm 80 years old). It was a 2 week process of my mother chauffeuring me across The Narrows so the doctors could put me in weird underwear and draw on my legs . The operation itself involved drilling holes in my legs, one day at a time, then inserting a special wire into six of my veins and physically pulling the vein out of the whole to snip the vein. It is then stitched up and put back into my leg and overtime my body will absorb the vein and the blood that once flowed through those veins will now use other veins to pump the blood. They prescribed me Vicodin and Loratab to take before the procedure, but wouldn't you know it this girl is allergic to Vicodin, so I just took the Loratab and toughed it out. My mother was there both times to hold my hand and watch in fascination as they played with my insides while I squeemed over how gross it felt.  |
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| Leg 1 done. |
I had to wear compression socks for at least 2 weeks post surgery, and I can promise you I have never had a harder workout than getting those stupid things on and off. The recovery wasn't too bad, but there was quite a bit of pain for a few weeks. Scaring isn't too bad but the thing that bothers me most is the loss of nerves on the insides of both my thighs. The surgeon said the feeling could come back but it is likely that they will remain numb indefinitely. I guess the good thing about that is I can't feel my thighs flapping together when I walk, so in my mind I have a great thigh gap! woohoo!
