Monday, July 16, 2012
501st Post, or, How My surgery Went
Hey, that last post was my 500th! I was going to do something special, but I forgot, and then I had to have surgery, and well...the big special post got lost in the shuffle. So let's say I celebrated my 500th post by having surgery, shall we? I am out of surgery. I have been out for 2.5 hours, and I would love to tell you how it went, but I don't know. This is the problem with having surgery outside America without anyone with you. The doctor apparently stopped by twice while I was in the recovery room, but I was unconscious. Or at least I think I was. The orderly in the recovery room was unhelpfully chuckling about how chatty and "happy" I was before I remember gaining consciousness. God only knows what I said. The good news is that while I seem to have anoer stent in and I'm passing loads of blood, I don't seem to be in much pain. Which could just mean they loaded me up on drugs. I can't really tell yet. So, the nursing care continues to be stellar. Thankfully, the nurses shift switch is in another hour. I had the following exchange with my nurse just before they put me under. Nurse: so you are 42? Me: I'm 39 Nurse: So you had a baby in April? Me: I had a baby in March Nurse, so you had a stent put in two weeks after you had your baby? Me: No, I had a stent put in in early July, two weeks AGO. I'm starting to fear that she's consulting her magic 8 ball for my care, rather than my chart. Ooh, my dinner is here. Sketchy hospital food, but I haven't eaten in 11 hours, so it sounds delicious. But hey, where's my wine?!