Surgery Day

I managed to survive my surgery! Obviously, here I am typing for you, although I have to admit to being a bit loopy and tired today.

We arrived at the hospital just before 8:30 and by 9:30 I was in the room with the nurse and she was inserting the IV. I warned her as I always do about my thin veins and told her she would be my hero if she could put the needle in on the first try. She pulled out an interesting light I had never seen before. When she shined it on my arm, it showed the veins and their size! Where was that when I was having babies??

Needless to say she managed on the first try. The anesthesiologist came in right before it was time to head to surgery at 10:00. He told me all the usual stuff and pushed my bed toward the door. The OR nurse met us in the hallway and within seconds we were in the operating room.

These two men slid me to the operating table and almost before I knew it, I was waking up in recovery. It took them a little while to get my heart rate up and they kept putting me on oxygen, but nothing too serious. By about 1:30 I was wheeled to the car and we headed for home.

It was a relatively peaceful day with me likely overdoing things. I had more bleeding than I probably should have because gravity tended to pull down the bandages from my knee when I got up to eat, go to the bathroom and move around a bit. (The doc scared me a little about blood clots.)

I was able to walk without a crutch and that made me very happy, but I guess I won't be playing any volleyball this week.

In other news, Teach and her boyfriend are back from Idaho. He asked my sweetie and me for permission to marry our daughter which of course we granted. He seems like a great guy! They even chose a blog name for him... drum roll please... Twiz!

Prima Donna is facing the last night of her musical on Tuesday and we have a big dumpster to get rid of all the leaves and cornstalks as well as an old couch. It will be good to have the yard all cleaned up for winter.

And how was your day?