Day of surgery-Post-OP September 26

I wake up after surgery and I don't even know I am awake. Everything has gone great according to the doctor.  A really sweet lady came to see me that lives in Birmingham and has had this same surgery.  I feel really terrible now because I don't remember I word I said to her or anyone that day.  After drifting in and out of consciousness I finally wake up and know that I am awake.  I don't remember the time.  That is when I asked "who brought the pretty daisies?"  My husband said "the lady that came to see you."  Then my response "what lady?"  His response "you know the nice lady from Birmingham that was asked to come visit you because she had the same surgery."  My response "I don't remember."  (they must have put something mighty powerful in my IV for me not to remember someone coming to see me. 
SEPTEMBER 27th

The next day my mom came to Birmingham to stay with me in the hospital.  The doctor had put a tube down my throat and up my nose.  All night my mom fought with me about keeping the tube in.  I remember that my nose was itching really bad and I was trying to sleep but even when I was asleep my mom would see my hand go straight for my nose.  If I pull this thing out then the doctor said that I can't have any water until I go number 2. (lovely, huh?).  My mom told one of the nurses and so she taped the nose thing down to my face to try and keep me from pulling it out.  My mom started drifting off to sleep and right before she could she saw my hand going to my nose and she couldn't grab my hand in time.  She turned on the lights and she later told me that I had the entire thing pulled out and my arm was straight up in the air holding this thing.  I barely remember her yelling "NO, DON"T DO IT) End of 2nd day