First, I want to apologize for not having posted in so many weeks and just now updating everyone on how my surgery went. I even missed the diabetes blog week, which was May 12-18. However, the couple weeks after surgery, I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to write and then I wasn’t really in the mood to write about the surgery.
My surgery was on May 12th. Gosh that seems so long ago! As most of you probably know from reading my post, Focusing on My Fears, I was very nervous and scared about having surgery and how it would affect my blood sugar. When I had surgery to have my wisdom teeth taken out, I had taken half of my usual dose of Lantus (the long-acting insulin) the night before. This helped keep my blood sugar from dropping too low during surgery, but I was in the 300’s after surgery.
The night before this surgery, I took my full dose of Lantus. Overnight, my blood sugar was in the 80-90 range, which normally is great, but with having surgery I wanted to be a little on the higher side. I was able to have a small amount of clear liquids overnight, so a little bit of apple juice got me in the 120-140 range before surgery began.
I was so nervous leading up to surgery, from the admission process to getting an IV in to the moment they put the mask over my face in the OR room. The surgery went great though and there were no complications. The moment I woke up from surgery, I started crying because I was so relieved that it was finally over.
After surgery, my blood sugar increased to the mid to upper 200’s, probably from lack of eating and from stress. The week after my surgery, my blood sugar was in better range, varying from 100-170. I was in so much pain the week after surgery, much more than I had expected.
I’m doing much better now. All the stitches are out. I’m no longer in pain. The doctors say it is healing well and looks great. I find it hard to look at, especially when the stitches were still there, so I’ll take their word for it. I’m still learning to maneuver around in my wheelchair, trying not to run into the walls and door frames in our narrow hallway. But the scariest part is over, I survived surgery!