Brain Surgery, I survived.

Well I am back home. I am about 3 weeks give or take recovered form my double brain surgery, and boy oh boy what an experience. I figured I had better write it down before my memroy takes it all away.
SO the morning of the 21st I get to the hospital at 6:30am for my 8:30am embolization. The embolization is where the neuroradiologist injects this sort of glue into the arteries and veins of the AVM plugging them up so that when the neurosurgeon goes in, there is less bleeding and an easier removal.
So anyway, I didn't actually get taken back to surgery until 1:00pm my Doctor was on call and had 2 emergencies. So I went through the 3 hour procedure and did great, woke up fine but with a killer headache. And some interesting information. The Onix (the stuff they use to glue it with) makes you smell. It goes through your pours, glands, and breath, they say it;s  kinda like garlic, but everyone said it smelled like something different. Either way it sucked. Not only did I have my head all glued up, but then I smelled bad. So recovering form that sucked, it hurt REALLY bad. Like worse then a sinus headache, there was just so much pressure. It as a little funny because when I came to form the anesthesia all I wanted was a chocolate bar, so that is what I was babbling about. I finally got some chocolate pudding and the second I took one bit I threw up. And didn't stop getting sick until they gave me meds to stop it. Let me tell you what. If anyone has ever thrown up when they have a headache you know how bad it hurts, this was like torture. It felt like fireworks were exploding in my head. So it sucked. Also because I couldn't keep anything down, I couldn't take the Vicodon, so I was on Fentenol every hour, so I basically got 45 minutes of sleep every hour all night. Not to mention the MRI at 2AM and the chest x-ray at 4AM. And the nurses fucking up.
Either way I made it through the night and they wheeled me off got the Craniotomy at 8:30am. I wasn't too scared though Ben just about made me cry as I was wheeled in. When I got in the operating room there were like 50 different people in there. They pushed something into one of my IVs hard and I freaked and started sobbing. The techs quieted everyone down and got me calmed down. The surgery lasted 7 hours. After it was done I felt pretty damn good. I was high as a kite of course, but I was hungry and eating with no problems, I was talking, and making everyone laugh. I felt like I was in the Big Land form Super Mario 3, and then I started dancing in bed and singing the Mario theme song. I couldn't really see after the surgery but I could sort of recognize shapes and things and I was in a good mood. It was hard for the next 2 days because of the IVs bad nurses, pain med problems and some other things. But I made it through. I went home Monday the 35th, 5 days after I entered the hospital. I had 25 Staples in my head, and some partial vision loss in my left upper peripheral of my left eye,but all in all I did well. My brain is still swollen and swelling so that causes problems but I am actually getting better every day. I did it, I made it, I am and always have been the ultimate survivor.