
I hope that even with these drugs I look as cute as this kitten.
Long story short- I got surgery yesterday. I had this awesome thing called a never block. I couldn't feel my leg. It was great.
The story I want to blog:
About 10:30 this morning I woke up and tried to turn over. ZING! Something on the bottom of my foot combusted. At least it felt like that. The nerve block was wearing off. My kryptonite was somewhere close. I called my mom who was just about to bite into her breakfast. She came zooming up the stairs. Dah dah dah daaah! Mommy to the rescue! (Cape and fist ed hand directly above her head and everything). She handed me my pills. I graciously gulped them down with some orange juice. Nothing. I called the insurance company (I'm their #1 fan these days) and asked if I would be covered for another nerve block. They said yes, I said thanks and my mom was on the phone with the hospital in seconds. The hospital told us to get there as soon as possible. After some scrambling to get things were they should be we were off to Salt Lake to get another nerve block. There was no time to get a shoe or pants for that matter. Nevertheless, we were on our way. All I could think about was if Brett was here, I'd be a bit more at ease. About 30 minutes into our journey the pills started to work. I was a bit more relaxed. Still crying. We pulled into the hospital and mom flew into the doors to get a wheel chair. Before I knew it Martha was giving me an IV. Oh, the marvelous vessel that would soon direct calming and sedating liquid into my body. Matt (the pain guy) stuck his head in to let me know they were almost ready to poke me. I looked at him and said "I need you." About ten minutes later Matt was wheeling me into the "blocking room". He told me that I looked like I was going into shock. I was instructed to breathe deeper and keep talking. Marvelous Matt gave me a nice big does of "liquid courage" to help with the block. They did an ultrasound on my leg to find the best nerve. Before I knew it they were counting to three and I felt a nasty poke and a jab. Then they wheeled me back into the room with super mom. I was nice and drugged. Much better. I dozed for a bit. I could hear Matt talking to my mom but I felt so calm I didn't even care to open my eyes. The doctors gave me the thumbs up to go home. So me and super mom did just that. We had some minor technical difficulties getting home but we got home. So, that brings us to now. Al and Jeri just stopped by to give me some goodies! I love surgery goodies!! Lets hope that tomorrow the pain isn't as bad. I won't be able to get a nerve block. It will be a Saturday. Gulp. I'm totally up for a movie right now.
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