Thursday, December 15, 2022

I am home sitting in my room.  My sister brought me breakfast. No pain this morning, yea.  Bag of urine next to me. Now waiting for pathology report.

The surgery experience was good. No clusterf—k this time.  The staff are kind and competent.  I meet the surgeon just before surgery starts. He is friendly and now, I have to stop my story of being operated on by a stranger.

My sister, my daughter, my son and my granddaughter all have gather around me as I rest on the couch under the down blanket. I didn’t die, didn’t even come close to death.

My biggest issue is that I can’t stop talking.