Well, that was weird, being awake for a surgical procedure!
It wasn't bad, even with the registering, undressing, being wheeled around, sitting around, scooting on to the op table, lying still for a half-hour, then scooting back onto the gurney and doing the whole routine in reverse.
At one point, the local anesthetic wore off and I had to tell the surgeon I could feel him cutting and suturing. He explained that I would feel "pressure, but not..."
"No," I replied, "I know the difference and I really do feel your scapel cutting!" Quickly, he shot me up again and continued his job. The whole surgery only took about 35 minutes.
Afterwards, Bill and I went to Lowes and got plumbing supplies and I mooned over new refrigerators. I secretly keep hoping that the awful side-by-side monstrosity that came with the house will just die. It did, about a month after we moved in, but my marvelous fix-it husband repaired it with a used $15 part. Dang!
We came home, had lunch and took a walk. Then I came back up to the house and took a nap. Not a bad day. The chest itchies are a very familiar feeling at this point and will abate soon. I know this routine.
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Glad things went as smooth as possible AND glad you were able to speak up about the "feeling" of the knife - OMG. Oh, and thanks for the phone message that you were ok - EVEN THOUGH you made both me and Chaz yawn while listening to your sleepy message of assurance. LOL
L, M ;)
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