Tuesday, February 18, 2020

The convention was fun. The one panel I really wanted to go to was amazing. So insightful and heartfelt. I had a good time with my friends as well. I came home mid-day Sunday, showered, changed and pretty much went to bed, then puttered around the apt for the holiday Monday. Unpacked, hand washed some stuff and had a good day.

Only drawback from the weekend I can determine is that I’m now sick again and since I just finished a round of antibiotics last Thursday, I can’t take anything other than OTC stuff. I’ve got a sore throat straight from hell. Dayquil and Nyquil are my only friends right now. And my cat. Although, he’s not helping much by laying on my chest.

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Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Well, last Thursday evening I finally had the follow-up surgery to last June’s procedure. I fancied myself a pretty Bad ass tough cookie so I told the surgeon I didn’t want general anesthesia, just a ton of the local stuff. Holy fuck, was that dumb!!!

In all honesty, since my surgery was scheduled for 3:30pm, was only supposed to take an hour and the office was only four blocks from my home, I couldn’t rationalize asking any of my friends to deal with traffic and stuff just to drive me four blocks. Plus, I got so sick when I was put under the general anesthetic last June, I couldn’t face it again. So local only for stupidly independent me!

The surgeon was running about an hour behind, so we didn’t start until 4:30pm.

I was taken back to the operating room and hopped up on the table. The surgical assistant was kinda surprised I wasn’t being put out. In my head, I thought, “she’s thinking how hard-core I am and is TOTALLY impressed with me” (she wasn’t). Anyway, there I was, on my back with nothing but an eye mask on (I was emphatic I didn’t want to see anything!), a lot of iodine/betadine painted all over me and some towels strategically placed when my surgeon comes, greets me again and gives the word....I get a ZILLION shots to numb everything. I guess they also have to move the area manually to help it spread and work faster, which was really weird. Then comes out the laser to burn and open me up. I could smell burning ME! Gross! Then I could feel tugging, wetness and a releasing sensation. I could have sworn I sensed the guy flinging a big piece of me aside, lol!

After a bit, it was time to sew me up, it was so surreal to feel the tugging and sewing, but no pain. Then I felt the surgical glue being painted on. It was so odd. Once he was done, I got bandaged-up, got dressed bid everyone a good night and walked the 10 minute trek home.

Later, when I was home, I thought “I wonder how long until this local wears off”. TOO FUCKING SOON, that’s how long. It was so painful, yikes!!!

I took the next day off work and literally slept all day! I was thinking about taking another day, but came back on Monday. I think that was too soon. Better every day since though.

I have to say, the surgeon was really nice and chatted with me through the hour it took to do everything. He had funny stories to tell me and it wasn’t too terrible of a time, and it went by fairly quickly.

The timing was a bit inconvenient as I have my usual February sci-fi convention this week (I bought the pass about a year ago before I had any idea I’d be having any surgeries at all). I’ve got about 75 stitches and have to care for the incision, but I really like the main guest this year and don’t want to miss their panel, so I’m a little bit excited and still going to go. Weird after so many years of not really caring much about most of the guests. I’ll go to a few panels, but will probably spend most of the time relaxing in the hotel room though!!

I’m glad it’s a 3-day weekend. Even with the convention, I should still get a lot of my chores done AND relax. Win-Win!!!