January 26, 2012

  • All Set For Surgery

     

    TALES FROM THE BRAT FARM

    The Beast and I went to the hospital for some blood tests and to pre-register for the surgery.  It was an interesting day and I managed to make most everyone laugh.  The Beast gave his religion as JW and then turned to the nurse and said,*....but she's not*.  I signed the form for the use of blood during the surgery.  It's my life and for the first time, the Beast discovered that this is serious stuff.  I have to have a vein removed from my leg and then used for the bypass.  It never occurred to him that I might have some large ass scars or anything.  I asked the questions but there are still a couple questions for the surgeon tomorrow.

    I have to be at the hospital at noon.  They gave me instructions to bathe or shower tonight then use this cream after I am done with the soap.  It says it's a preoperative skin preparation.  I also have to do it again in the morning.  Weird. The nurse said I shouldn't have anything to eat or drink after 6am.  Then the anesthesiologist says nothing after Midnight.  Hmm...I think I will take HIS instructions to make sure I have no problems waking up.  But, the two showers withing just hours of each other makes me feel like I am just crawling with bacteria or something.  

    I told the anesthesiologist that he had better make sure I wake up.  He just laughed and both he and the Beast said (at the same time), *Oh, that costs extra!*  I told them I didn't care what it costs, wake me up!

    Chewlee is glad I am going back to the hospital.  She told me she wasn't going to sit in my lap any more until my feet are healed.  She looked at me and said, *I don't want to hurt your feet because I am heavy.  I am getting bigger, Grandma, so you know that's hard on you.*

    We played some Mahjong Safari together for the first time in almost two months.  She would click two tiles and then *I* had to click two.  Then she changed it to three tiles then four.  I wasn't supposed to click on the non-animal tiles OR the special animal tiles that counted towards your safari. It was kind of fun just because it was different.  She loves winning the safari and acts like it's a big deal because she turns to me and says, *I won, Grandma, I won!*  Then she says as an afterthought, *You didn't win, I did* and she gets a big grin on her face.  She loves the fact that I am going back to the hospital.  She really wants my feet to get better AND she can come and visit me with the Beast.  I still don't know for sure how many days I will be in the hospital this time but I should find out tomorrow.

    When the tech came in to check my BP, it turns out it was 93/48.  The Beast got all worried but the tech assured him that it was fine and there was nothing to worry about.  I just grinned.  He took me to Shoney's for lunch when I was done.  I had these slipper/shoes on and I knew they weren't waterproof and, of course, it was raining cats and dogs out.  He was so solicitous.  He came to help me out of the car and gave me his arm to help with my balance.  He held the umbrella (it's actually kind of small....made for one person I think), opened the doors for me....just being a gentleman for a change.  I ate their steak and cheese sandwich with onions and green peppers.  It was perfect.  I even managed to save some for Chewlee.  She was so happy to have it because it was STEAK!  Guess her mother doesn't give her steak much. 

    I'm tired now and I think I will be going to bed soon so I will say, *I love you* and you have a great Friday, ya hear? 

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