What an unexpected week this has turned out to be. One surgery turned into two on Monday night at 10:50pm. Yes, apparently doctors like to make decisions and relay them to patients at this hour. I have been poked by surgeons at 2:30am because that's when they have time, met an anesthesiologists at midnight, and had a member of respiratory team make me do breathing exercises at midnight. That's besides my nightly wakeup at 12:30ish to check my vitals and my next one between 5 and 6am to c...
to have some new friends over for a fun brunch, to clean up and spend some time relaxing with Nate, then to make a Flourless Chocolate Cake with Raspberry Sauce and go celebrate my friend Em's birthday with her and friends. It was a good plan and I suspect it would have been mighty fun if ... halfway through brunch I hadn't felt the most searing pain in my right side. If I hadn't thrown up five times in the bathroom while everyone was trying to keep their own food down in the dining room....
So last week I got an MRI. I told you about it, right? How I realized when I got up from the machine and was wondering why my hair was so wonky that I had lost a bobby pin somewhere in that dern thing? That gave me a little giggle. Well, the MRI showed something (a slight protruding disc) but assured me that this could not be the cause of the pain I am having. On to the orthopedic surgeon this morning. I wore a skirt because I was headed straight to work. Please never do this to an appointment...
