Best wishes and good vibes coming your way. I’ve had major surgery 3 different times and except for the scars, you’d never know I was less than perfect! And I was nervous every time. But pain killers are your friends. And how often do you get to just lie around doing nothing? I know, it’s not as glamourous as it sounds, but it beats scrubbing toilets.
Make sure you post right away and let us know all is peachy!
Good luck Baker, and, remember, all parts of your body may not wake up from the anethesia at the same time. Something I wish they’d told me before I went under…
Best wishes. You’re going to be just fine.
Haj
Hey Baker – Good luck. I know everything will go great. Think of it as an opportunity to get caught up on daytime TV. You’re in my prayers.
Your twin sister,
Twickster
Good luck! Don’t worry - even if it DID sound like a poor-me whine (and I’m not saying it did) it is OK to whine sometimes. Sometimes we just need to vent.
Luck to you.
Hey Baker – Good luck. I know everything will go great. Think of it as an opportunity to get caught up on daytime TV. You’re in my prayers.
Your twin sister,
Twickster
For me, the worry and nervousness before surgery are the worst part. The surgery and the recovery have never been as bad as I think they will be. I hope everything goes well for you, and like others have said, don’t worry about needing support.
Best wishes for a very speedy recovery.
(I swear to god I didn’t double post – must be my evil twin. Hmmm, that would be you, Baker.)
Good luck, Baker! I’ve had surgery three times in the last three years. Here’s to getting well quickly!
Best wishes to you for a full, fast recovery, Baker. If it helps at all, a lot of us will be thinking of you Monday morning and beaming positive vibes your way.l
FWIW, I agree w/ Brynda. The pre-op dread is often so much worse than the actual surgery and recovery. Once you’re in there it’s just a matter of gritting your teeth and thinking, “Okay, we’re doing it now. Almost there.” Then follows the huge relief of having it done and over with.
Here’s wishing comfort to Baker.
Veb
Good luck!!
Sending happy vibes your way…
Best wishes Baker 
I’ll be thinking of you and sending my best wishes.
When you wake up after surgery, you will be in the recovery room. Nobody told me this, but when I woke up, the nurse was asking, “Do you know where you are?” (Even when heavily sedated, I can’t stand not to know the right answer.)
I told a pre-operative friend about the recovery room. When she woke up from surgery, sure enough the nurse asked her, “Do you know where you are?” My friend said, “the recovery room”. The nurse said, “Well, if you’re so smart, what’s your room number?”
Baker, my daughter endured more surguries than the average person. She would often wake up grouchy (which is normal for some)
Before she went under, I would remind her that there would be a nice snack waiteing for her when she woke up and to not kill any post-op nurses. She would giggle and promice not to gouge out any eyes or pull out thier tounges and wrap them around their owner’s necks.
So, Baker, before you get your prophinal, remind yourself that when you wake up, there are lots of nice people trained to help you out of that post-op fog. Don’t hurt any of them.
GBY
Roadwalker
Thanks everyone for all the nice words and wishes. They really do make me feel better.I report to hospital registration in less than fourteen hours, so this will be my last posting here before I leave. I hope to be home by Thursday, or Friday at the latest and will let folks know how it went.
Just sorry I won’t get any leftovers from the 1st Annual SDMB Covered Dish Supper. Maybe next year.
Wishing you the best Baker. You will be in my prayers.
Whaddya reckon made you crook in the first place? Sheesh…talk about dicing with danger. 
Take care, trust that everything will be absolutely fine, and best wishes from everyone DownUnder (sorry to be presumptious G’Dopers, but I’m just like that sometimes…
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Wishing you the best of luck, Baker.
Another wish for a routine, successful surgery, Baker. Had an emergency gall bladder removal a few years back and discovered I didn’t mind the IV in the back of my hand when it was hooked into a self-administered Demerol pump, something no home should be without. Hope your recovery is smooth as well.
Well, I never expected to be posting again this soon, but as I am home and not in the hospital anymore I’ll give you the tale.
I reported in yesterday morning. Of course the *first * step is filling out some more forms, getting weighed and undressed and so on. Then you wait, And wait some more. One of the nurses that came in to talk about the first part of my procedure(having a tube stuck into my kidney) was a cousin of mine, as she works for the doctor that would be doing it. I also the the doctor and they both explained how I would go to radioloty to have the dye injected into my kidney, X- rays would be taken, and the tube would be inserted. From there I would be taken to surgery and my own urologist would perform the nephrolithotripsy, which is sucking the big bad kidney stone out through the tube. Then I would be in the hospital for a couple of days at least to monitor the drainage(such a lovely term) from the tube.
Never got past the dye injection. After the dye injection a lot of pictures were taken. Very much to the suprise of the doctors, my big bad kidney stone had dissolved all on it’s own, and the rest of the hoorah would be unnecessary. Needless to day I was thrilled! I went home by noon yesterday, getting out of the hospital sooner than the mail I had put in the hospital mail drop did.
I hesitate to use the “M” word. But it makes one think. I had all you people here thinking of me, sending prayers and good thoughts, as well as the people at church and in my family.
BTW, for those who told me it wouldn’t be as bad as I feared, your were right. I have been under general anesthesia before but it didn’t go that far this time, and even if it had the staff at this hospital always seems very caring and sympathetic. I was drugged up somewhat, but so gently I didn’t even feel it. I laymostly on my left side, with warm coverings over all but my lower back area, and while I felt a little subdued it was not unpleasant. Never even felt the needle prick, and I’m needlephobic.
This is getting long so I’ll close up, but I just want to say it again,
the people here are the greatest!!! (sniff)