Sure, everyone blogs the day after surgery, right?
I’m waiting for Erin and Jerry to arrive. I told them to come late hoping that I’d get some sleep this morning since I had very little during the night. Silly me….everyone and their brother was in here…respiratory therapist to check my lungs, patient advocate to make sure they were treating me right, needed to go down for an X-Ray…And I needed to take a walk…major project when you have so many lines and IVs and whatever….Reminds me of computers, particularly a few years ago when all the cords would get tangled behind your desk and you couldn’t figure out how to hook them up.
All’s well. I know Erin told you surgery went fine…no surprises. The nurses say I woke up from the anesthesia smiling and singing or saying something (the “Into your hands” song from the 70s) No surprise..that’s what I was saying in my head as I went under.
And recovery is going fine. My worst pain is a backache…and shooting pains in one area of the back….but the pain meds are helping with that (sort of ) I have a sore throat (probably from being intubated during surgery) and a very dry mouth (no water, nothing for about a week…just swabs whenever I think to ask for them) But really, I’m fine. Or at least I will be.
Thanks…all of you…for everything. Much love to all of you. I am now cancer free!