Operation Go Home

Finally. The big day , or a big day.

Aug 30th. I'm allowed a light breakfast , and then clear fluids for the rest of the day
until midnight, because after midnight I have to fast , and then they operate on me
tommorow.

Heck with it. Don't eat anything , drink lots of water and apple juice. Check my pills,
the anti-biotics have run out. Phone the doctor, forget it ! I'm going in tomorow, he'll
worry about it then I can live for one day without anti biotics.

Drink my laxitive solution (which tasts terrible despite the lemon symbol on the front)
go to the bathroom a lot, go to bed early.

My freind shows up around 8pm , we go cruising. I'm allowed clear fluids right ? Jello
counts according to all the nurses. So we hit a grociery store in our travels and I
buy up some jello.

Go home. Man, that jello tastes good. Too good. Normaly I hate jello. Start hunting
all over the lable. IN really tiny print it says "Jello pudding" . PUdding. It isn't jello
at all.

AHHHH... I just blew my diet ! I'm gonna get in trouble !

Aug 31
I drink half a glass of water, get dressed, my sister escorts me down to the
hospital . Smoke a cigarette (she does , I'm a non smoker) and we go in. They have
to "prepare me" , which seems to involve stripping me naked , making me put on a
hospital gown , and a cruel and vicious nurse sticking an unusually painful IV in
my arm. I mean really , normally I only whimper when they do it, but I had to actually
yell on this one. I guess I drew one of the incompetant ones.

11am , I'm lying in bed. Looking at the clock. Surgury is at 1am. Sister comes in. we
chat for a bit. Then the nurse comes in , wants me to put on some special stockings
that help prevent blood clots after surgery (among other things). We make jokes about
me staring in the rocky horror picture show, getting a felt marker and drawing
fish netting on the stalkings. It kills a few hours. She goes out for lunch, I catch some
zz's in a fairly uncomfortable hospital bed.

2pm rolls around. The previous patient is taking longer than expected. But thats ok.
3pm Me and my sister chat computers and look at the clock a lot.
4pm Doctor shows up . Surgury is cancelled, we'll reschedule in a couple of weeks,
call in the morning.
AHHHHHH.... I've been starving for 2 days now and thats all you can tell me ???

Get dressed. Go home. PIG OUT !
Phone work. Guess I'm going in tommorow after all.
remind me to get a doctors note for this.

I don't feel so bad about the jello chocolate pudding any more. In fact, the moment I got home, it was the first thing I finished off.