Surgery...

We made our way upstairs to the waiting area and who was waiting with a HUGE smile on her face? Yolanda Turner from the DMV!! OMG I was so excited to see her waiting to be sure I made it into surgery okay. What a sweetheart she is. At one point in our lives we didn't see eye to eye and I sure am glad that the good Lord has shown me the unnecessary way in which I was acting, because that was plain foolish. I am blessed to have such a dear, kind-hearted friend in my life. Thank you Yolanda for your forgiveness, God bless you. I must also mention that my loving Father-in-law also drove up early from San Jose to make it in time, arriving at approximately 9:00 to save his place in line :)

After we registered I began to have butterflies that didn't want to ease up. SERIOUS butterflies. If I'd been there alone, I think I would have backed out, but unfortunately I had WAY too many witnesses to walk out on something like this...damn it!!

Dr. Tamariun walked in and went over everything again before the surgery and wondered who had requested the top anesthesiologist in the hospital and none of us had any clue, but that definitely put some of those butterflies to rest, that's for sure :0) and within about twenty seconds after answering my questions, I was out cold after meeting him. Don't ask me what he even looks like, I have no clue...sorry Dr. Brown!

Within what I swear felt like less than a minute, I was awake and talking my head off! With a room FULL of people, I managed to get some food in me and some serious narcotics to take the edge off. Between trial and error, we eventually landed on the usual cocktail of Morphine every 2 hours (just like when I landed in the ER a couple months ago) and it definitely helped with easing the pain. Thank goodness.

I do want to take this moment to apologize for perhaps being a bit grumpy straight after surgery, but it SERIOUSLY hurt like hell...so please understand when I say how truly sorry I am for anything said that might have hurt your feelings in any way, shape, or form. I found out later on, that during the final stages of the surgery, the surgeon erroneously broke a bone and had to repair that with wires before
I stayed overnight and decided that since sleep was almost impossible, we choose to go home after the first night. Watching the fish channel the entire night just wasn't kicking it :) although with the sound, it was quite therapeutic.

I'm home now and hanging out in the recliner with the cat (Siren) and starting to really heal. I believe that's what happens when you start to itch like crazy, right? I'm in a sling so I can't just stick a wire down it, but i manage with our back-scratcher. Remember it boys? It was mom's old brown one, that hit the spot every time.

Okay, I'm outta here. Not bad for one finger typing. I'll keep in touch <3

Peace to you all ~ Love, Genie

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