So I've been through an earthquake, a hurricane, and getting my throat slit in the past week and lived to tell the tale.
I was at work for the earthquake. I've been in quakes before, but only in California. My first thought as my office started to have that rolling feeling was, "If I were in California, I'd think this was an earthquake." Well, it was, even in the Bronx. And then we had Hurricane Irene. I was missing my brother, joelrosenberg for that, since he would have had some cleverly snarky comment about the hurricane having the same name as our mother. I also missed working in emergency management, which is very exciting at times like that. In any event, I think NYC did a great job with hurricane preparedness and I'm so glad there was much less damage than expected.
I did worry a little that my surgery, which was scheduled for Monday, might be delayed because of the hurricane. It had already been delayed once, in an effort to maximize insurance company profits at the expense of my health, as described here and here. I called on Friday and was assured that the surgery would happen as scheduled. The only issue then became transportation. The hospital is about 2.5 miles away and I would generally take a bus, but buses were preemptively moved to high ground and all public transit stopped from Saturday at noon, so it wasn't clear if they'd be back in operation by Monday morning, when I had to be at the hospital at 6:00 a.m. Anyway, a kind friend offered to pay for car service for me, so it became a moot question.
Surgery went smoothly. I was pretty miserable Monday afternoon/evening/night, with pain and nausea, but much better Tuesday and better still today. My throat is still quite sore, as was to be expected. Worse is the fatigue. I've been exhausted for months, and I keep thinking I can't get any tireder, and then I do! Even really minor tasks leave me very fatigued. I vacuumed yesterday and ended up in bed for two hours afterwards. Now, I know vacuuming a big apartment (which I have) could be exhausting, except that I have a Roomba. So vacuuming consists of positioning it, turning it on, repositioning when it gets stuck, and cleaning it afterwards.
Some of the fatigue is just post-operative, but a lot of it is from not having a working thyroid for so long, and now having none at all. So I'm hoping to get on thyroid meds soon and start getting some of my energy back. But I have to finish treatment before I can do that. Biopsy results will be in next week and then I'll know if I have to do the radioactive iodine thing. If so, I'll have to delay meds but if not I can start soon, which would be great.
I am in the end glad my doctor kept fighting with the insurance company. I was in absolutely no shape to go home Monday night. I could barely move; my oxygen levels were low and they had me doing breathing exercises with special equipment; they did calcium tests at specific times because the parathyroid glands can be damaged during this surgery, etc. I asked a lot of questions and do feel all that was necessary and couldn't have been done at home.
I was treated very well in the hospital. It's my second surgery there and I had a really good experience both times. I got lots of attention from staff at all levels. My doctor is the head of surgery and residents, the doctor's PA, medical students, nurses, etc. spent a lot of time with me. Everyone (except for one kind of officious resident I only saw once) was polite and kind. They all introduced themselves to me, explained what they were there for, answered all my questions and didn't do anything until asking my permission - and that includes the staff who came in to clean my room. I had a great room, as well - private room with a wonderful view of the Manhattan skyline. So, if you're going to get your throat slit, I recommend Long Island College Hospital for the care and the view.
My fellow moderators from Park Slope Parents very kindly banded together and are each bringing me dinner one night for a week, and someone else sent me a Fresh Direct coupon, so food is covered. And the kids are being helpful with errands and such. I had a makeup shift to do at the Food Coop and had tried to do it on Sunday, but they were closed for the hurricane, so Zara did it for me yesterday, which was a huge help. I'm hoping to go into work for a few hours on Friday, to ease back into it, but if I'm not up to it I'll skip it and go back Tuesday.