On the Mend and the Meds

Hey All,

So I got the surgery done and over with. Waiting to be put under really put the anxiety meter at an all new high. The thing that really did it was right before they put the mask on my face the head nurse was asking me some general questions. Whats your name, birth date, and what are you having done today? I said " Mary Wolfla, 7/12/81, (yes is backwards on this side of the earth, just like the toilet bowl water flowing the other way) and I am getting my tonsils out." The nurse gave me a blank stare and said, something like ( I was going under) " Oh are you sure, just your tonsils?" And bang a massive spike in the anxiety and then I was knocked out. I think that may have been why when I woke up in the recovery room I nearly jumped out of the bed. The nurse next to me had to hold me down. And it must have been a site cause another nurse came running to her assistance!

Hospital conditions where great under the private system here in Perth. I had a nice BIG room, not that I needed it and my own bathroom and shower. Although I found the hill down into the bathroom a little odd. I don't know why you would put an incline into a bathroom in a hospital, but what do I know. I was given the most wonderful pain drugs which was fine and dandy until I decided I did not need to use the morphine pump anymore and then got sick to my tummy for the rest of the night. What was I thinking.

Graham and our dear friend Rick brought me home the next day and the following week is a blur of tears, pain, and general feeling of here I go again dizziness followed by waking up on the arm chair never realizing I even fell asleep. I hope childbirth does not include this part of the recovery cause I have no idea how mothers could deal with that. But most Mothers I know are extremely strong and proud woman and would never tell me anyways as I guess it is best to find out on one's own. ( I am only saying this as the TV told me today that most woman have lost 90% of their eggs by the age of 30, great thats just around the corner) So I better get serious.

Its been a week today from the tonsil extraction and I am on the mend. I plan to go back to work this week as long as no one expects me to talk at length about anything or (which can be hard when you work with senior citizens who can not hear, meaning you must yell most of the time, see Mom I knew that loud voice would come in handy) or be forced to eat large amounts of food. Eating is still not going that well.

But I hope by next week this time I will once again be able to yell a little more and eat some much missed food. Like corn on the cob, BBQ chicken, Spicy anything, and candy candy candy!