I'm home, resting, and surgery went really well. I popped right up out of the general anesthesia and have been pretty alert since then. (The vicodin is starting to make me feel a lovely little 3-glass-of-wine-esque-buzz though which is great!) After nap #1 I've already had my first drug induced crazy dream--a bic pen blew up somewhere in the atmosphere (think Biodome) and it was raining blue ink but the rain was actually powder and left a lovely little layer on everything.
My surgeon forgot to ask me what color cast I wanted before putting me under so he took the liberty of choosing hot pink and said he hopes I'm not offended by it. How in the world could someone be offended by a hot pink cast? I can't wait to bust out a sharpie and get this sucker tatted up.
Mom is here taking care of me and has unloaded the dishwasher, gone to the grocery store, scrubbed the kitchen, vacuumed, and is now in the middle of laundry. She's pretty must the bestest ever. Oh and there might be an invisible leash on the kitten because she hasn't been outside of a 2 foot radius of me since I set
foot crutch in the house.
Gotta go stare at the wall for a while and continue my hourly countdown to Shark Week.
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4 comments:
So no vids, then? shucks. glad to hear the surgery went well.
Wow, I cannot believe you are already posting blog entries, you are super woman. Or wait, was that your mom typing? :) Heal fast!
You totally planned this to coincide with Shark Week, didn't you? Don't lie!
Told you about staring at a wall. White was never so fascinating until I took Tylenol 3.
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