I managed a quick check-in with the lilacs yesterday.
It’s going to rain all day today and tomorrow so no work outside, but I will most likely pot up the impatiens I purchased the other day from the relative dryness of the porch.
Yesterday. I woke up at 4 am and couldn’t get back to sleep. Don woke up about a half hour later. We didn’t have to be awake that early, but there you go. We had to be at the surgery to check in by 8:15. Don has told me how massive this Orthopedic practice is and it sure is. It’s huge! There’s the main practice and then there’s a physical therapy practice and a separate surgery center. They are incredibly organized, as well.
We checked in at the Surgery Center and shortly after that Don was whisked away to the OR. I got text updates throughout. I knew when he entered pre-op, when he was actually having the surgery, and when he was in post-op. Then I got a call from a nurse who told me when to drive to a separate entrance to pick him up. He had decided he didn’t want to go fully under and was just going to have a local, but a discussion with the anesthesiologist changed his mind and he went for a light kind of twilight. As they were having him change beds to be rolled into surgery, he went under and stayed under until he woke up in recovery.
I, of course, had envisioned him sitting on the end of an examination table as the doctor did a relatively quick bit of surgery and I couldn’t have been more wrong! But it went well. We drove back home, stopping at the grocery store to pick up a few things including extra-strength Tylenol. The pain killer they prescribed can be addictive, and Don doesn’t want to take that.
He hadn’t been able to eat or drink since midnight and was starving. I made him coffee and breakfast when we got back home and he proceeded to eat all day long like someone who had been deprived of food for days.
Anyway, his thumb was numb for most of the day. But late last night, the pain kicked in, so he’s taking that Tylenol. This morning, he seems okay. Not a lot of pain yet and since he’s used to enduring pain in that hand, he has a high tolerance for it.
Now, he has to take it easy for a week or so and we’ll see how this progresses.
All in all, a long day, but we’re so glad the surgery is over. Now, healing begins.
I expressed my worries about Deb in Phoenix and Brenda. I wrote to both of them the other day. I heard back from Deb and her comment is on Thursday’s post. So glad to hear from her. I have not heard from Brenda, which isn’t like her. Let’s keep sending positive thoughts her way and hopefully, at some point, I’ll get an update.
Thanks for all of your positive thoughts and prayers. We’re going to take it easy this weekend. Last night, Don said, “It will be a couple of days before I can drive.” I looked at him and said, “You cannot drive for a week.” He looked stunned. Then he said “Well, I can ride along, right?”
“Yes.”
Stay safe.
Happy Saturday.
