On Monday the Doctor's office called to see if I could come in early...he was ahead of schedule.
We drive in via the canal.
They don't want picture taking in the hospital, so I only snuck a few. First it was anesthesia.
Then a visit from the Doctor and into surgery.
Did not have much of an appetite.
At night, they woke me up almost every hour to do one thing or another. I was really doped up.
The meds made me feel terrible. My first time to therapy I almost threw up....embarassing.
Naroctics and I don't get along. Trying Tylenol. Went to therapy twice yesterday and they said I could come home. Got here around 5 after a painful ride in the car.
I had 101 messages from my friends! Loved it! Am going to have visits today from a nurse and Physical Therapy. Will write more when I muster up the energy.