Now, I am writing a short post here because I’ve already out of the surgery in a few days ago. I am pretty tired but stay awake. I do not want to feel lonely and boring at home. My surgeon told me to stay at home within at least 2 weeks. I should feel more strong, but my right ear is awfully sore and swollen. Here’s how my story starts…
On 4th of May 2015, my husband and young son took me to University of California San Francisco hospital where I was supposed to have a cochlear implant surgery. We left around 3am and drove there from my house within 2 hours. It was pretty far…
Finally, we arrived at the UCSF Moffitt Hospital around 5:18am in the morning. I was kind of excited and nervous to have surgery, I had no fear of getting surgery because I had a few operations before when I was younger. I was registered as an outpatient and went to the 4th floor in the building where my surgery was placed. My prep team gave me some lectures about the surgery plan and questioned me about a lot of medical issues such as allergies, heart condition, and others. They just wanted to make sure that I had no problem with the medical issues.
A nurse told me to remove all clothes and put myself in the hospital patient gown. I changed all and I was ready to lay down on the bed. Another nurse questioned me with the same medical issues, I understood because all nurses just wanted to make sure that all were correct before starting this procedure. She completed the questions, told me about I.V. and anesthesia.
And she told me to wait for my surgeon. My husband, young son, and I were waiting for awhile. One of the nurses, was responsible for the I.V. and put it on my left hand. And it turned out that I felt so cozy. But, I had to stay awake because I was waiting for my surgeon.
In my mind, I was very excited but could I be okay? I trust my Lord because He takes care of me no matter what happens. I was grateful that my prep team and nurses served me well. They did great jobs.
My interpreter finally appeared a little late, she apologized for being a little bit late. I was happy to see her here so my husband needed a break from interpreting because he was pretty exhausted.
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My surgery time was supposed to be at 7:30am but, it seemed a little bit delayed since my surgeon did not come yet. My interpreter, husband, and young son were whispering to each other, I was not paying any attention because I.V. made me sleepy. At last — My surgeon appeared and he was very polite to talk with me while interpreting. He and I discussed the cochlear implant surgery plan and he advised me that I had to stay at home within one, maybe two, weeks, it depended on how I felt first. And he asked for my permission to do the surgery for my right ear, I signed the form. And he asked for my permission about pitching my tissues for the special tests like stem cell test. I did not mind at all.
In a few minutes later, I was ready to go to the operation room with my interpreter and prepared team. Two nurses brought me to the operation room, I was in a very cold room. In the operation room, I was curiously observing some medical stuff such as scissors, bandages, and other medical aids. I saw two boxes of new cochlear implant. I wondered about TWO boxes… It did not matter at all…
A nurse told me to move myself to a different bed. I moved slowly and adjusted myself in a bed. Finally – other nurse put me anesthesia and I fell asleep.
…. After my surgery, I had a nightmare but it could not explained so clearly. I felt that the white bandage was tight around my head. Wow… I had a hard time waking up and slept again. I hated that. My interpreter told me that my surgeon spoke with my husband about how my surgery was performed. My eyes were heavy still from the lingering effects of the anesthesia, I tried to pay attention to what my interpreter said.
Failed….
I fell asleep quickly….. Again!
In a few hours later, I woke up again… I attempted to stay awake. I did not want to fall asleep. I really wanted to go home. My nurse told me that I could go home. My husband helped getting his truck to pick me up. I dressed up with the help from a nurse. I was really excited to go home because I did not like to stay in the hospital. My interpreter went home. I was happy to have an interpreter here all day, she was greatly patient with me.
And my young son carried my personal bags into our truck,while my husband helped me to get up in the lifted truck and sit in the front.
…. Here I go…
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So glad you are on the mend and looking forward to the rest of your story!
Hi, Kim –
Thank you for stopping by here. 🙂
I can’t wait to hear the rest of your story I am curious how the implant is working for you. I am partially deaf and have been told nothing would work for me . I am wondering if the Cochlear transplant would.
Hi, Kim! I did not know that you are partially deaf 🙂 Thank you for stopping by here.
i have hearing loss…it is hereditary and my mom had the surgery. i want to know how it goes for you. i can hear with one ear still so it’s not bad. i have the type of hearing loss where sounds actually seem much louder than they are and so if i am at a restaurant or if the tv has music in the background, i can’t hear any spoken words. i wish i could sign with people when we go out and thank god for closed captioning. i can’t imagine how much you are going through. i hope you feel better soon.
Jackie
Hi, Jackie
Thank you for your concern. I have not experienced noises in the restaurants yet. My cochlear implant will be activated soon 🙂 I will update after the activation day.