Two friends and one relative have had/or will having surgery in rather rapid succession. A sister had varicose veins removed just the other day. She's fine! Today a friend and gifted writer is having outpatient surgery on a thumb. She's not only a lifelong strong tennis player but she wrote a great book - "Last Trip Home" by Maureen M. Miller which is available at amazon.com
Tomorrow I go in (at the ungodly hour of 5:30 a.m.) for a posterior lumbar decompression of L3 - 5 which is scheduled to start at 7:30 a.m. and last perhaps only 2 hours. Then released for home after Recovery; possibly another two hours. This will be after you are wheeled out of the OR and asked to get off of the table and walk a couple of steps. Same thing after both hip surgeries. "Gitch'er languid ass off that table and stomp on outta here" With which I am only too happy to comply.
Of note - no longer is there a surgical waiting room where friends and relatives wait for the surgeon to come out drenched in blood (for best dramatic effect) and tell them what's what. Technology and The Virus have changed all of that. Today the surgeon will pull out his cell phone and call Richie on ours.
Anyone else "Going under the knife" soon or recently? "Under the knife" reminded me of limbo dancers. Those days, Doctor, are gone. Close and let's get out of here.
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