The morning of the surgery wasn’t bad really.  Ok, there are parts to the morning that were bad.  The worst part, for a while, was not being able to drink anything.  More specifically, not being able to drink coffee!

I’m thinking part of that was a mind over matter issue.  The command, “Don’t drink anything after midnight the night before surgery”, made not being able to drink coffee worse, I think.  You know, if someone tells you you can’t do something, what’s the first thing you want to do?  That very thing.  Same principle with the coffee.  I think if they were to rephrase all of that “after midnight” mess, us real folks would be able to deal with it better.

I wasn’t as nervous as I thought I was going to be, for a while.  I took to my own little world on the trip down and stayed there as long as I could.  It really kept the nerves at bay. 

At this point I would say the most worrisome issue was coming home the next day.  Lots of snow was expected.  My mom would be driving me back home, which is worrisome in and of itself.  Add to that that she hasn’t driven in Nashville much, if at all, plus the addition of snow.  Which is why we had planned on staying overnight the next night in a hotel if necessary.  Turns out we didn’t have to do that.  Mom drove us home, with some directions, just fine.  And, I only dirtied up 2 pair of underwear on the trip home.

Anyway, I arrived at the hospital and waited in the waiting room.  There were about a gazillion other folks there, so I thought I was going to have to wait a while.  I was still doing much better than I thought I would be.  A little nervous by now I’m sure.  But, I was ready to get this over with.

The waiting wasn’t that long and the time between the waiting room and making it upstairs to my room, was uneventful.  It was a very nice room, might I add.  The room was probably between 200 and 300 sq. ft. Half hardwood half normal hospital flooring.  It had a couch that folded out to a bed and it also had a chair and a nice little table between the two.  AND I didn’t have to share the room with anyone.

I did wait in my room for about an hour before anything happened.  Then, the nurse came in and she brought my nerves with her.

Because of HIM

SC