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Montreal photo gallery and post-op pics
I got off the bed and onto the operating table and the anesthesiologist began the IV. As he hooked up various sensors to my body he said what each one was for. I found this calming. Then he said I would become steadily more relaxed. I looked up at the cluster of operating lights above me and they began to slowly go out of focus . . . The next thing I remember was hearing, "Your surgery is over." It seemed just a moment ago I was looking up at the operating lights. My mind was hazy. I went in and out of consciousness as they wheeled me back to my room and transferred me to my bed. In a few minutes I was clear-headed. I peeked under the sheet. I had on a mesh panty, there was gauze over my new vagina and I saw the ubiquitous urine catheter running to a bag at the side of the bed. There was also a lot of purple bruising. I was given morphine shots at first and gladly accepted them. Didn't sleep much the first night from excitement.
The hospital kitchen was closed on the weekends, so we got to order out for our lunches and dinners. My stomach was still upset (I found out later from the antibiotics) and had chicken noodle soup with potatoes and raspberry sherbet, but couldn't get down much except the sherbet. The pain had subsided to the point I didn't need morphine injections anymore and switched to pills. Each day our new genitals were cleaned and dressings changed and ice packs used to reduce swelling. Saturday, March 24. Still nauseated from the antibiotics, didn't eat breakfast. Nurse helped me get out of bed for the first time since surgery, just over to a chair where I sat on my inflatable donut and watched the snow fall. Stomach finally feeling better and I had enough appetite to eat some of my roommate's BLT sandwich and fries. Another visit from Dr. Brassard. We were told that tomorrow Dr. Menard would be removing some of our stitches, the packing out of our vaginas and would drive us back to the residence. Our catheter bags were removed and we had to pee standing up by releasing the urine from the catheter tubes that were still in our urethras. It felt weird to pee standing up after having SRS, but I knew this would be my last time that I would ever pee like a male. For dinner I ordered a hot chicken sandwich with lots of gravy, fries and white cake with hot caramel topping for dessert. By this time my appetite had returned and I gobbled down the food.
At 1:30 pm Dr. Menard arrived and removed our packing and more stitches which was a relief. We got our bags and walked out to his van. It was sunny, cold and pretty outside. This was my first time out as a complete woman. It felt liberating. Along the way the girls were asking Dr. Menard questions and one was about orgasms. He said the surgery was designed for orgasm and we could have sex in 6 to 8 weeks. About 25 minutes later we arrived back at the residence. We got out of the van and gingerly walked on the snow-covered walkway to the entrance where we were greeted by some of the other patients and a nurse's aid. Once inside I was shown to my new room which was nice, with a TV and bay window on the third floor. We were given our prescriptions (they had been filled in advance): antibiotics, an anti-inflammatory, two kinds of pain killers and a stool softener. Prune juice was staple on the dinner table. Dr. Brassard came for a check-up, called mom again. Montreal photo gallery | post-op photos | SRS surgeons links | 10 ways to pay for SRS home
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