Saturday, May 22, 2010
Surgery Day
So Thursday night was a quiet one as expected. I had to be up before 8:00 AM on Friday so I could have a small breakfast. No food or drink 8 hours prior to surgery which was schedule for 4:00 PM. I woke up just before Melissa and my daughter left the house. I hugged my daughter for what I hoped was not the last time and started to cry. It was a very helpless feeling. I had a lot of these feelings today. After finishing breakfast, I mowed the yard. I didn't know when I would be able to do it again due to the pain or exercise restrictions. After doing the yard, I took my first shower of the day. I was given 2 anti-septic packages that doctors use to scrub with before their surgery. I had to shower twice with those and only those. No other soaps or sprays. After my shower, I just hung out and watched some TV. Just tried to do other things besides thinking about what I was in store for that afternoon. I laid down around 12:00 PM and tried to take a short nap. Check in at the hospital was at 2:00 PM. Melissa was meeting me at the house to ride out there with me. She was my "responsible party" to drive me home after the surgery. I don't think I ever feel asleep before having to wake up and take my 2nd shower with the anti-septic soap. I dressed in some gym shorts, TShirt and sandals so I wouldn't have any problems getting dressed. And if someone else had to dress me, I didn't want it to be tougher than need. Loose fit clothing is the way to go !!! We got to the hospital and checked in for surgery. The waiting room was empty which was good for us because I heard there was a small party in there while I was in surgery. Lots of loved ones showed up to support me and my wife during the surgery. My name was called and I was taken back to the pre-op waiting room. The time was coming and it was looming over my head like a thunderous storm cloud. I was at a point where things now were out of my hands and being left into someone elses.
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