TGIF

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Yeah, it's kinda like that...Hubby and I went to BigFatTeaching Hospital yesterday bright and early at 6:30am to begin the registration and pre-op preparations. It's very busy and chatty there in the morning as all the events scheduled and unscheduled unwind themselves into the day. Interesting to watch for once  from the sidelines.

Made it into the OR at 8:30 and didn't get much of a look at the lithotripsy machine since my glasses were already off, and to be honest, I'd already had a little sedation while I was rolled into the room. 

        

  All I really remember was I felt compelled to share with the nurses next to me was that everyone should go see the movie, Bridesmaids. I still stand by that opinion. Discovered the anesthesiologist was the husband of one of my favorite neuro residents upstairs. That was a lovely and comforting surprise. I think he was surprised I knew he had been in the military and about his children, but, you know, that's what girls talk about at work. 
Woke up in Recovery by 10:30 and left for home around noon feeling super great. Did not know there was more anesthesia on board still to wear off, so I had big plans for the day, one of which was to see Company at a movie theater across town since it's only here for a few showings.

That. Did. Not. Happen.

It was a bit of a rough night with about an hour of sleep caught here and there during the night and early morning as the pulverized stones migrate their way down and out. I am happy to say that I've seen more than half the Season 2 episodes of Hot in Cleveland thanks to Hulu.com. Don't know why, but I found Betty White to be very therapeutic late at night and that's how I finally fell asleep. Love you, Betty.

Now I'm ready for my fluid bender today where I drink everything I possibly can at every opportunity I can. I'd really like to get all the plumbing cleared out so that perhaps, just possibly, maybe we could drive up to the lake for a few days. Mama needs a road trip!  







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  1. debraJune 17, 2011 at 9:15 AM

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  2. English RiderJune 17, 2011 at 11:52 AM

    Ah yes, those lovely drugs that you get when they poke around in you at the hospital. They do give you a wonderful sense of well-being. Albeit short lived. Glad it's over.

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  3. RudeeJune 17, 2011 at 12:35 PM

    Nothing wrong with a little Milk of Amnesia. Hope you're doing better this afternoon.

    You know, years ago, I woke up in recovery right next to one of our renal frequent fliers. I begged the RR nurse to either move me or pull the curtain. I'd rather see a coworker in and around the OR than a well known patient.

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  4. Annie CoeJune 18, 2011 at 7:11 AM

    So glad it all went well! Sending hugs and hope you get to the lake! xoxo

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  5. GailJune 18, 2011 at 10:52 AM

    Drink up! That road is closer than you think.

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