Nothing even remotely ceremonial about the shearing of my groin area. Zip, zip, clip, clip, gone in the blink of an eye. But, only partially. Duh, have you ever seen a Bikini bottom???? Oh well.
The procedure started with some form of "let us allow you to relax" and so I was hooked up to something.
I did not feel a thing. Well, not really, but yes I did. Sensation would be the word I guess. (I forgot to describe the feelings of heat throughout my body from the CT Scan dye, but I digress). I felt pressure, movement, feathery stuff and the finale was "That's it, all done" said the surgeon as he pulled the catheter out...whish, whoosh, whish. Felt it leaving a trail out of my arm. I believe I was out of my room until abter 7:30 p.m. Now remember...no food since Wednesday. My stomach thought my throat was cut!
Bundled up and trundled back to the room where I was hooked up the assortment of medical spaghetti and machines and alarms. More blood drawn, at last, food...well not exactly...heart healthy after the kitchen was closed does not a Food Network Star make.
I shushed my family home and settled down for a long nap, however, the bells and whistles had other plans. The hospital is noisier than an airport. Really? Can a person take a snooze around here?
No, and that's the final answer on Jeopardy...
More in a day or two!
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