I'm fine....really. I just have a 90% chance that I won't be having visits from "Granny Grunt" anymore. And, I am THRILLED over that. Pretty sore, but doing ok.
It's funny, one minute I'm talking to a nurse and being wheeled into surgery, and the next minute, she is slapping my forehead to wake me up. Ahhhh, that Toradol is a wonderful thing ;)
As I chitchatted with this nurse, she asked what I did for a living and I told her. She looked a little amused and asked, "Will you be writing in your blog about this?".
What do YOU think?
More Musings Later.