July 18, 2003

Surgery...

First off, I have to thank Burnadette. She got me to and from the hospital. She even ran back inside the hospital to get the screws that they extracted out of my leg.

So, the last bit of food or drink I had before my surgery was in the middle of the night on Wednesday. I woke up this morning and was unable to contact fow@tooch.com or tooch.com at all. So I emailed my good friend Micheal Rubin, who asked Burnadette to take me to the hospital.

I arrived at the hospital at 11am. Burnadette offered to stay with me before the surgery but I didn't want to keep her so I waved her off and sent her about her day. After a minimal check-in (I had already done a pre-checking on Monday), I sat in bed with my Ipod (thanks mom!), and finished Stewart Little. Then I read the original Grrrl Scouts trade paper back. Then after that I read the original Courtny Crumrin trade paper back. Both were good.

After finishing both trades and chilling for a little going over the artwork in Grrrl Scouts, they gave me a shot of morphine and other things that left me very light headed. Then the anastesiologist came in and talked to me about what he was going to do. A few minutes later, a very nice nurse was pushing me to the OR so they could cut me up.

In the OR, they gave me a very powerful narcotic. Not as powerful as the diladid they gave me in Tahoe to take off my boot but pretty damn powerful even though it seemed more powerful. The Dr. explained that I was in so much pain in Tahoe that I wasn't really aware of the effects of the drugs, my body had been too busy compensating for the damage. It took them a few tries to get the blood pressure cuff working, they did after 3 tries and ....

That is my last real memory of the OR. I woke up the recovery room. I don't remember much of that either. In the recovery room I was still way out of it. They were monitoring my vitals every 5 minutes or so.

Then I was moved to 5 west room 14. When in room 14 I ate crackers and drank some cranberry juice. Then I had a turkey sandwitch and some lime sorbet. I started to feel a little sick after this but I just put on my headphones and listened to Dar Williams and chilled. I then called Burnadette so let her know when I was going to be discharged. She came, picked me up and performed her above mentioned act of heroism.

I came home and crashed after watching an episode of CHiPs (Punch and John start an off road motorcycle division of the CHP and give the very HOT officer Cindy Cahill time on a motorcycle). I slept because I wasn't feeling very well. I had a headache and was still a little naucous from the drugs.

Then Ken and Amanda called from the comic con in San Diago. It was great to hear from them. They both said hi, made sure I was OK and told me a little about their day. Then I went back to sleep.

Posted by pqbon at July 18, 2003 12:40 AM | TrackBack
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Hope you feel better! We have presents for you when we get back.

Posted by: metamanda at July 19, 2003 3:28 PM