Thursday, September 20, 2007

Under the Knife

Well, I experienced my first surgery today. A right inguinal hernia repair. A real son-of-a-bitch since it was something that just randomly occurred. I don't remember any specific moment when I thought, "something is just not right." It actually started off so small that I thought it may have been a pulled muscle, but when it slowly grew in size, I knew just what it was.

The surgery was pretty simple really, as far as I can guess. Some Versed and lights out. When I awoke, 45 minutes later, I was a little groggy and cleaned up like a porn star, but feeling just fine. I was moved to the post op room, completely woke up and finally got something to eat. I'm a big fan of breakfast so I wasn't happy with the idea of not eating in the morning. It wasn't long before I had to take a leak, a good thing since the alternative is a catheter. No way in hell I wanted that!

By 11:30 I was home, only three hours after the procedure began. Now I'm just sitting around with a pack of ice on my junk bored out of my mind. I don't have the right personality for this. Its only been four hours since I got home and I'm already going crazy. I'm not quite sure how long the recovery should be, but I do know it will be over a week. Yikes. I'm so screwed, ha.


Kara said...

I'm glad you are doing good as can be expected! Mike was wondering how you were doing as well. Well, take care and don't freeze your junk off dude.


Kara said...

hold on a minute....