The last two days straight were a flurry of eight-to-three non-stop activity, or at least non-stop sitting around in public, which takes almost as much energy.
Today the highlight of my day was taking a three-hour nap and still making it to Kroger before the free coffee and cookies (and bread and cheese and peaches and cinnamon pastries and blue corn chips) ran out. Ahhh.
I slept right through the quadruple extraction, which ended up taking only thirty minutes. John came in and sat with me in the recovery room for twenty minutes, of which I remember about two. Apparently I was pretty goofy, which really makes me mad I forgot my video camera. I was totally planning to post a video like this one.
John says I lamented not bringing my camera several times, and I also repeatedly stuck my fingers up my nose while mumbling something incoherent through my gauze. He only later realized that I’d been trying to tell him I’d had a nasal cannula.