The deed is done and all went well. Arrived at hospital at 6:00 a.m. and was taken back to prep pretty much immediately. Just like last time, things went very smoothly and everything was a breeze. Even breezier in fact, because the two things that sucked so much last time (the waiting and getting the IV) didn't come into play this time. The surgery started right on time at 7:30, and the nurse I had this time gave me lidocaine to numb my hand before putting the IV in. That, of course, makes me even more pissed off about the last time. The nurse I had this time told me that almost every nurse uses the lidocaine or a numbing spray, but there are "one or two" who refuse to use it. Lucky me, I got one of those nurse nazis the last time. This time - easy!!! I was home by 10:30 and spent the rest of the day unsuccessfully trying to get more sleep, but at least getting lots of good rest.
Recovery is going well again. I'm a little bit more sore this time, I think because they used the same incision site, perhaps. But I feel great. I am taking it MUCH easier this time around and trying not to overdo it too much like I did the last time. I have colleagues handling all my works stuff for the remaining two days this week - I'm not even logging into my work e-mail account (very difficult for me, I want you to know!) And I had Dale dig out my "Lord of The Rings" movies so I can just lay around all day to day and watch some of them.
(As a funny aside, telling my buddy Steve about that led to this text conversation:
Me: I'm going to have Dale find my LOTR movies for me tonight. That will keep me occupied for tomorrow.
Steve: it's hard to watch 9 hrs of lotr back to back....argh. you should hae netflixed all the movies i've been bugging u to see
Me: Yeah 9 hours of Viggo Mortenson and Orlando Bloom will be really tough on me I'm sure.)
Heh.
The boys did VERY well on their school-night sleepover with our friends. I'm told they were very well-behaved and went to bed easily and on-time. I'm very proud of them.
Nothing else to report. The surgeon says he should have the final pathology report in around 3 days. "Three days" = "two weeks" in the medical world, I have come to find out. But with any luck at all I may be able to get it when I have my follow-up appointment with the surgeon next week. But I'm not holding my breath.
Off to get the boys to the bus stop, then I'm hittin' the couch!
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