My nurse takes me back to my cattle stall bed. I see Margy(another favorite nurse) in passing back and forth. I am given the routine of allergies, fall risk, and wait for the anesthesiologist and my othropaedic knee surgeon, Dr Furia. Heck Yeah!!! I am a Fall Risk..
Yes...my body is getting thoroughly used up! It IS quite painful and sucks.
IV did not like my left hand, which I knew and I warned the nurse. I was always told that it will go in well on your dominating side. I think I have given enough gallons to know!
Anesthesiologist Don comes and goes over my chart. He is surprised also how many times I have been there.
Lull.....I get my camera out. I am not suppose to have this pesonal belonging with me. I take some pictures.
Dr Furia reassures me that this surgery will not hurt as bad as the others. I was making sure if there was a need for a stronger rx than Vicodin.
Another Anesthesiologist came over and went through my chart. He is the one that will be doing the work in the OR. I think he was trying to come up with the perfect concoction based on previous surgeries. He looked at each one and I told him what I did or didn't like about each one. Ask me how I was with Tramadol and I said, "I've heard that word before."
And away I go to the OR clocked in at 13:52....feeling lalala and out go the lights.
In Recovery, slowly trying to wake up and see clock at 15:18. Cocktail was wonderful Mr Anesthesio! Knee hurt a bit and progressed, then the nurse put a shot in my IV and gave me Vicodin.
Ship me home........
Elevate Buddy!