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Hospital Checklist

I hope you don't find this blog too wordy...  I am chronically verbose.  If I can dispel fear or panic by any degree for even one person, then I will consider myself successful.

Unfortunately, I have several friends who have had similar surgeries.  Some less major, some much more complex.  I picked their brains so thoroughly before my surgery, I swear it fortified my strength and confidence.

Should you or someone you know find themselves in a similar boat, I can tell you that I was prepared.  Feel free to extract any amount of information from my list.  I'm here to share.

This is what you will need for the hospital:

  • Cute and comfortable pajamas that button up the front.
  • A few more big button up shirts
  • TWO fanny packs.  These are for your drains.  One to use, and a spare for when it gets wet/dirty/washed.
  • Lip Moisturizer (Vasaline Lip Therapy is the best.)  You will want this as soon as you wake up.
  • Phone/ipad charger (Extra long one.. you won't be able to reach anything.)


This is what you will need at home:

  • HAVE ALL OF YOUR PRESCRIPTIONS FILLED AND READY TO GO.  ESPECIALLY YOUR PAIN MEDS!
  • NONSTICK gauze pads (There are small ones and long ones.  Grab some of each.)
  • Paper tape (It's kinder to the skin.)
  • Hydrogen peroxide and q-tips
  • Several SOFT (not ribbed) tank tops (I bought a whole bunch at Old Navy.)
  • Bottles and bottles of water.  (I'm not a plastic water bottle kind of girl, but I don't think my month-long indulgence will cripple the environment any further.  It's about convenience right now.  And you will be thirsty.  Like I-just-crossed-the-Sahara thirsty.  All the time.)
  • Dial (or other antibacterial soap) -- You should have been using this for at least a week before surgery.
  • Netflix
  • Vitamins
  • Vitamin C - I use Emergen-C packs.  This is essential for healing.
  • Protein.  You can choose your poison on this one, but I use Arbonne Vanilla (and Chocolate, let's be honest) Protein.  It's gluten free/dairy free/soy free/sugar free, and it's incredible.  You might not be so hungry, but protein is what your body needs to repair the physical damage that's about to occur, so suck it up.  Literally.  I'm talking smoothies, sister.
Really, the best piece of advice I got was the fanny packs.  I got one on Amazon, and I found one at Sports Authority.  Your drains (the bulbs) slip right inside, and you have it on so the chances that they will get caught on something, pulled, or otherwise molested will be less.  You can shower with the fanny pack, and then you can just throw it in the washing machine afterwards.

On drains:  This was how I involved my son (7).  Emptying my drains and measuring/charting the contents was his job.  He felt involved in my care, and it made the process less scary for him.  We turned it into a math lesson, as he had to estimate volumes (between graduated lines) and keep detailed records.  

Also on drains:  They suck.  They are uncomfortable, painful even, if you bump/pull them.  The drain removal was the singular most painful process of all.  Be sure you take your pain medicine before you go to have them removed.  You won't be sorry.


For me, things got really crazy and busy before surgery.  I took a little time beforehand to slow down.  I had dinner with my girlfriends.  I went to yoga.  I juiced.  I spent the day with my little boy.  The volume gets turned up, but some things become more clear.  If you were ever to ask for cancer, you would want it in a part of your body that you don't need.  It's that simple.  I breast fed my son, so their job was done.  Time to get down to business.




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