The surgery went well, on Friday. It was an interesting experience, to say the least. Since I knew the way to and from the Hospital it was one of the few days where my sister Violeta didn’t get lost trying to find her way around Houston. I think the freeway system, here, was making her quite loopy! I was taken into what appeared to be a prep and recovery room, and traded in my clothes for a hospital gown, and hopped into bed. My sister took my clothes, and spent most of the afternoon loitering in the McDonalds down in the hospital basement.
My time was then spent getting prepped for the Vitrectomy (In case ya missed it, here is part 1) and entertaining the nurses with stories of my previous surgeries (ankle, and cataract), both of which were blogged in some form or another. They got a big laugh over how I had stuck a sign reading “drive carefully!” on my butt for the docs to see at my colonoscopy, and how I’d blogged the, um, fun of drinking NuLytely the day before, & more. The nurses were all very professional and did their jobs quite well. Though my request for the Houston Texan Cheerleaders to be on hand to give support was regretfully not something they could make happen (Why not, I don’t know. I mean it wasn’t as if I was asking for the gals in Dallas, after all, sheesh!)
When it was time for my operation someone “drove” me down several hallways to the operating room. I made sure to ask if she was licensed to drive, and was assured she thought she was, just hang on! I thought I was going to be knocked out for the duration, but after various things were either stuck in me, or on me, for various reasons, I was given something that made me numb, and woozy, but not completely unaware of the fun and games of which I was the main attraction.
It is downright weird to be not only aware that some device is holding your eye open, so some guy in a white gown, and surgical mask, can rummage around in your eye socket with various tools of his trade and, at the same time be aware that the people working on you are holding conversations that you can understand some of. While most of the talk was medical, I can’t swear that they might not have been discussing the weekend football games that the Cowboys and Texans were going to play on Sunday, too.
I fell briefly asleep near the end, awakening just in time to be told it was all over, and the operation was a success, then I was drove back to a recovery room for a while before being allowed to go home, with a patch over the eye, eye drop prescriptions, and other instructions, in hand, and orders to come back to the eye clinic for a follow-up, at 9am the next morning.
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