Where do I begin...
I am 8 days post surgery and told myself that with all the "sitting" and mending I will be doing, I would have plenty of time to start a blog. I guess I could start with my first memories of my childhood and type the years away causing readers to fall into a state of trance or total slumber. However, I will start August 14, 2008 about 6:00 am.
Galen and I headed to Long Beach Memorial Hospital where I was scheduled for a total knee replacement (left side). {Dr. William Warden (He is also called Dr. McDreamy and Willie Wonka, depending on your perspective) was the head surgeon with Dr.s Carroll and Shannon attending.
Dr. Branch was the anesthesiologist.} Excitement, anticipation, anxiety, a plethora of emotions running amok. By 6:45 (and I'm guess the time here as I was instructed to enter the hospital with nothing on) I was in my lovely cotton, diamond-patterned, one size fits no one, gown and I said good-bye to Galen, handed him my glasses, 4 page single spaced advanced directive and gave him a farewell kiss. I was taken to the "holding" room where I met Dr. Branch, my anesthesiologist. Within minutes I was given an IV and medicine taking me directly to "I don't Careville".
I awoke about 10:30 am, there was a clock on the wall directly across from me, I was groggy and uncomfortable but happy to be waking up. The surgery went well, my new knee was in and now starts re cooperating and therapy.
I am grateful for all those who took care of me and especially to those who called, visited, sent cards and drew pictures.
During pre-op surgery I asked Dr. Warden if he would take pictures during my surgery. I think I must have been his first patient to ask. He obliged. I will be posting a couple of pictures...
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