Thursday...Surgery Day

Getting some last minute texting in.

 Sexy!

"Y" for "yes"...the surgeon marked it in front of Starr for verification that this is where they are beginning the incision.

 

1:30 pm: started the actual surgery.

First visitors (ok, besides Jamie and Julie last night): Brit and her friend, whom Matt had never met. Because Matt had joked about not having a memory after surgery (hey cut us some slack; we handle stress by joking and avoiding emotion!), we were going to tell him this guy was his Best Man at the wedding. haha

3:30 pm: got a phone call from the OR nurse; she said that he is "doing fine" (not good??) and is tolerating anesthesia well, but they haven't gotten to the tumor. Will update in a couple hours.
4:40 pm: update just got done with surgery.
5:08 pm: wheeled out. No drain, "got all of it", will check vision in a few hours, no grafts needed, he is awake and oriented.

 

5:45 pm: saw Matt in the ICU. Per Lucas (the ICU RN) everything went smoothly, he has a full visual field (confrontation), can eat when ready, dose of Fentanyl at 5:51pm (can give about every hour because it burns off quickly), can take Lortab when he is ready, is a 9 on a pain scale of 0-10, is oriented and answered "SLC, UofU Hospital, January, Matt" when asked the questions, wiggled toes on command, answered with a thumbs-up to a question, blood pressure of 147/88 and pulse 68, catheter can come out when he is alert enough (I think he is--he asked if it was in, and pretty soon....lol), and no worries about over-stimulation. Which is good, because basically...well you know me.