Property Of Mike Jorgensen

Well, I obviously made it out of surgery alive. We had to be at the surgery center in St. George at 7:30 Wednesday morning. That means we left here at 5:15. That's super early. I hate mornings. We got there and checked in. They took me to the back to get me changed into a gown and put in my IV. The nurse was super nice and actually listened when I told her I have a ton of valves in my veins. She numbed my hand before she placed the IV. It only took her one try, it usually takes them at least 2 sticks to get it. Once the IV was in they went and got Mike to sit with me. He came in and eased my nerves with laughter. He wrote Property of Mike Jorgensen on my upper thigh. I guess he wanted them to know where I belong. They gave me a bunch of anti nausea medicine and then the anesthetic. I vaguely remember being wheeled into the OR and being strapped to the table but that's it until I woke up. There wasn't much pain but I was super nauseous. Apparently they didn't give me enough of the anti nausea meds. I felt well enough to walk to the truck and we were back on the road by 11:00 and home by 1:30. I slept most of the way home. I was still pretty nauseous. Worst feeling ever if you ask me.
There hasn't been a whole lot of pain. My shoulders and incision sites hurt the most. My shoulders hurt from the gas they used to move all my internal organs up and out of the way. They are starting to feel much better now and I have folded and put away all the laundry Mike has done the last couple days. He's been so good to get things taken care of around here. He even vacuumed the laundry room and our bedroom. I couldn't have asked for a better husband.