It's a cold and it’s a broken alleluia

It's quite a little experience, going in for surgery. I went in yesterday, and the whole process took 1.5 hours.

In lawyer time, that is one and one half billable units. The surgeon did his job.

I tried to come in to work today. Everyone said I was nuts for doing it, and everyone was right. I left after six hours. I went home and slept through most of the day, awaking in the late evening. I talked to my friend Hugh about the surgery late tonight. Last year, he had gone in for an operation of his own. He described it best when he responded to my comment about feeling so tired. Hugh said there were times after his surgery that he felt like he was barely able to get up in the morning, and then there were times that he felt like he was able to fly. But, those latter times, he cautioned, only lasted for about forty-five minutes.

I tried to work these little details into a story, but gave up after about that long. I don't know what's going to happen yet, as I don't get the final okay from the surgeon until Friday. I know, as of right now, that he believes that I have a twenty percent chance of having another one of these. I'm not content with such long odds. Long odds are the story of my life. I suppose, then, it's a matter of waiting.

Again, I want to thank everyone that sent kind words. It's a good feeling, seeing that others notice and look out for you. I'm an independent sort, and don't often like or indicate my appreciate that sort of concern, but I do hope that I can convey my gratitude here.

I'm tired, and it is late. Tomorrow, I'm going to try to go to work again. Friday brings a hearing before the Superior Court. I'm looking forward to things getting back to normal.

Comments

[Melissa]

Aren't you dedicated?

[nicki]

Do hope you are feeling better. Try to rest and let the percocet do its job - work will still be there once you've recovered. No need to push yourself too hard.
best wishes from one of your doctor friends...who would argue her job is not merely guesswork. ;)

[bicyclemark]

Ahh the quick recovery attempt. A classic move by very determined souls. I say, "right on", TPB.

[Chuck]

You sound too dedicated. Pop some pills and put yourself and your health first for a few days.

[Hondo]

Hey, rest up and get well soon!

[Rachel Delgado]

Take care of you--work if that's what makes you feel best, although I think rest is what your body needs. Good luck with Friday's gig!

[pops]

Glad that you're fine. Or as the president told the Soviet premiere in Dr. Stranglove - it's fine to be fine Dmitri.

So how are you set for pills?

Is it worth coming to your house to trick-or-treat?

[TPB, Esq.]

Are you kidding me? I've got the sort of medicine cabinet that would have Rush Limbaugh salivating.

[Da Goddess]

Oh what I'd give for a narcotic sleep right about now!

I'm glad you're doing a little better. Each day WILL get easier.