its saturday and i'm home. surgery went fine. they caught the problem before it tore and all the doctor had to was shave the bone that was impinging on my rotor cuff. sounds simple......hurts like hell. i dont do drugs well thouigh i envy people that do. the pain pills just make me vomit as did alot of the prescription drugs i took in high school. hard liquor has that same effect sometimes. i do love screwing with the nurses though. here is an excerpt from an actual conversation.
nurse...."have you ever taken percocets before"
shoes...."only the ones i didnt sell to the schoolkids"
nurse...."oh, oh my"
shoes...."hey, i didnt sell them to the public school kids. i only sold to the
private school kids. i'm no asshole"
the nurses dont have the same sense of humor that i do. doctors either for that matter. heres another conversation
nurse...."just push this button and you get a dose of morphine. have you ever used
one of these before"
shoes...."use one! i was hoping to win the home version of this game"
no stitches anymore...staples. thank god he didnt have a nail gun. well at least i'm home now and things can get as close to normal as they can be. i'm going to go lay down now. i've been up sinse 4am. thats when the woke me after i finally got to sleep to see how i was doing. i guess my tears werent as good a clue as i thought they would be.
thanks for all your good wishes