Well, here I am. Blogging via mobile phone at 3:10am, the morning after surgery. Yesterday(technically), I woke up in pretty bad pain around this same time. I popped a Vico with a tiny swig of water and tried to go back to sleep. When my alarm clock went off at 6:30, I felt like I hadn't slept at all. I laid around for a little while longer, then finally drug myself into the bathroom for a hot shower. It would be my last for at least two weeks. Completed the required Hibiclens wash of the knee area, then got out of the shower.
As I sat and got dressed, several calls and text messages poured in from friends wishing me well. I decided to check my facebook account, where I found more well wishes. I posted a 'see ya later' msg, got Ty ready for school, then headed to my GGs to drop off his clothes for the week.
My cousin had come by to drive me to the hospital, not knowing that my mother had actually been dropped off by her boyfriend, instead of brining her own car, forcing my cousin to have to go out of her way to take my mother home. BUT, I wasn't letting that ruin my day. We get to the hospital, I'm signed in, nd taken back into the pre-op area. I put on the thin gown, get my IV started, get my vitals checked, and take out my contact lenses. My mom and cousin are let into the back to wait with me, where we laug, pray, and ask questions. When it gets close to op time, I kiss them goodbye and I'm wheeled into surgical holding. Here my vitals are checked again, my leg is shaved, I speak with my OR nurses and talk with the anesthesiologist. She gives me demerol for pain, and explains how spinal anesthesia w/ a nerve block works. She gives me another shot, and I wake up in the recovery room. :)
To be continued...
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