Not dead yet
Feb. 26th, 2020 05:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
offcntrTake two.
Had my surgery yesterday afternoon: checked in at 12:15, left about 3. Weird experience.
1. Beforehand, the prep nurse asked if I wanted a relaxant, before the anesthesia, if I was feeling nervous about the surgery. I said no, I'm fine, went back to my book. She asked twice more, which made me wonder if I should be nervous. Apparently, my veins were. It took four tries, both elbows, before she was able to get the IV in.
2. In the surgical suite, waiting for the anesthetist, I'm listening to them discuss prep for the patient following me. Apparently, a pregnancy test is involved (some drugs don't interact well with teh bebes) and, potentially, an amputation? Don't mix us up, guys! Eventually, Dr. Salisbury arrives, injects something into my IV line. Four breaths from an oxygen mask and boom! I'm gone.
3. Woke up in the recovery room with my glasses already on, which is a weird feeling. Denise arrived shortly after (she'd had a Market meeting downtown) and was told by the recovery nurse I'd been awake for 15 minutes. I'd checked the clock as soon as I woke up, only 5 minutes ago, so apparently, the lights were on but nobody home. They used a local anesthetic on my hands in additional to the general, so fingers and thumb were still completely numb. I needed Denise's help with my pants zipper, buckling my sandals and seatbelt. It finally started to wear off, pinkies first, around suppertime, though I didn't get the last bit of feeling in my index fingers and thumbs until 8 pm. Incision started aching an hour before, which hardly seems fair.
Worst pain was last night, going to sleep; more of a dull ache this morning, though it still spikes if I have to grip something hard or twist a bottle cap. I was able to drive to the Club Mud meeting and scrawl minutes, type them up this evening. I'm still taking it very easy for a while, sprawling on the bed with book and cats.
I'm getting better!
Had my surgery yesterday afternoon: checked in at 12:15, left about 3. Weird experience.
1. Beforehand, the prep nurse asked if I wanted a relaxant, before the anesthesia, if I was feeling nervous about the surgery. I said no, I'm fine, went back to my book. She asked twice more, which made me wonder if I should be nervous. Apparently, my veins were. It took four tries, both elbows, before she was able to get the IV in.
2. In the surgical suite, waiting for the anesthetist, I'm listening to them discuss prep for the patient following me. Apparently, a pregnancy test is involved (some drugs don't interact well with teh bebes) and, potentially, an amputation? Don't mix us up, guys! Eventually, Dr. Salisbury arrives, injects something into my IV line. Four breaths from an oxygen mask and boom! I'm gone.
3. Woke up in the recovery room with my glasses already on, which is a weird feeling. Denise arrived shortly after (she'd had a Market meeting downtown) and was told by the recovery nurse I'd been awake for 15 minutes. I'd checked the clock as soon as I woke up, only 5 minutes ago, so apparently, the lights were on but nobody home. They used a local anesthetic on my hands in additional to the general, so fingers and thumb were still completely numb. I needed Denise's help with my pants zipper, buckling my sandals and seatbelt. It finally started to wear off, pinkies first, around suppertime, though I didn't get the last bit of feeling in my index fingers and thumbs until 8 pm. Incision started aching an hour before, which hardly seems fair.
Worst pain was last night, going to sleep; more of a dull ache this morning, though it still spikes if I have to grip something hard or twist a bottle cap. I was able to drive to the Club Mud meeting and scrawl minutes, type them up this evening. I'm still taking it very easy for a while, sprawling on the bed with book and cats.
I'm getting better!
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Date: 2020-02-27 12:52 pm (UTC)Hey so someone mentioned in one of my journal entries that they "can't seem to find a potter that does fancy glazes that sells the breakage." I don't know what that means? But maybe you do?
The comment is here if (no rush!) you have any pointers for them?
https://james.dreamwidth.org/1071911.html?thread=5475367#cmt5475367
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