For Whom The Bell Tolls

Here is a recap of yesterday-----

The Hubs had to check in at 6am, so we got up at 5. I scarfed down my Thai leftovers from the night before. Hubs couldn't eat so I felt mildly guilty.

To say that I was nervous would be a vast understatement!! I am a worrier by nature---- Thanx Grandma---- so the Hubs' surgery freaked me out. I'm sure that he knows that, but I tried to keep it underwraps. I possess pathetic lying skills...

Being in a strange city and a stranger hospital I had to entertain myself while Hubs was under. Hey, I used to be a Girl Scout---- I came prepared with a list! How to keep myself busy during Hubs' surgery: AKA don't act like a freak show

1. Mock Matt Lauer
2. Knit like a mad woman
3. Eavesdrop on conversations in the waiting room
4. Read trashy magazines
5. iMessage sister
6. iMessage friend incessantly
7. Ride the elevator
8. Get lost
9. Wring hands
10. Shop online: 2 dresses, 1 cardi, 1 skirt
11. Watch tape delayed Olympics
12. Read spoiler news articles on Olympic results
13. Don't let imagination run wild
14. Read
15. Worry
16. Eat crappy vending machine food
17. Don't get lost in the parking garage
18. Drink water

After a small run in with a nurse, I found out that the Hubs was in recovery. He rolled by the family waiting room and we went up to his room on the 9th floor. He had some wicked nausea, dizziness, and headache. I think it was the morphine. By then I was content to just watch him sleep.I went back to the hotel at about 7pm----took a hot bath, face timed the Boys (tucked away at home with a friend), iMessaged the Hubs (sweet talked the nurses to get his IV out), and fell into bed.

He should get released today and then four hours home in the car. He is supposed to wear a soft neck collar but he told me he isn't and I said he is. I have the keys------

Here he is in his sexy booties! The other thing is a blood pressure cuff...

 

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