Surgery Days are Fun….. Or not…
Today is the day (again and again). Number three is easier than the first two. With the cysts gone, Derrian is not feeling quite as fat as she normally would be by now, so that is a plus.
Nurse l33T Joy’s assistant for the day is smiley and laughs at our own silliness. We swear we are probably nothing like the other couples who go in and out of that building. Obscure and perhaps, not always, appropriate jokes. The assistant laughed along with us the whole time.
The drug lady for the day, Derrian can’t even remember her face really. But CKnight didn’t fully trust her (and later had a reason for that). She did jump the gun a little people and instead of having count backwards before sleepy time (Which she loves, cause she can say goodnight to everyone in the room) the lady just knocked her out… boo… no fun.
Luckily that was quickly forget (drugs and all) and replaced by the wonder warm blanket, oreos, and apple juice! Best way to be woken up ever!
The magic number of the day is 5. 5 mature little dino eggs. Right in the middle of our three times. (3, then 7, then 5). Again, this leads to a bit of sadness, we want more. but we’ll strive on with hand we have been dealt. We are a couple of tough (Oreo) cookies after all!
Time to go home, rest for a couple days, and maybe play lots of video games!