Post Op

Sitting up like Lady Muck. This time in a 4 person ward for heart monitoring.
My left leg has been numb from the thigh down. Feeling is just starting to come back in the form of pins and needles in my left foot.

I believe the operation went smoothly but I wasnt there. There was music and happy commotion going on up there but I dreamed I was travelling in the underground. I was moving along a tunnel with alternate adjoining glazed billboards, softly lit, with alternate burnt orange Aboriginal textured sign and quite stunning white motifs on black.

This is where i stayed until I came to in the recovery room.

Now un this room with the gumtrees outside. i have a catheta going to the lower right end of the bed. blood drain on the lower left. heart monitoring and blood pressure on the upper right and drugs-on-demand on the upper left. As  i still feel no pain ive just pushed this once. you cant push more than once every 5 mins.

As a reaction to those drugs theyve set me up for vomitting just i case: a sickbag, a towel and a bowl. Not looking foward to that bit.

Thanks everyone for your infusions of love. That has carried me thru this.