To know one life has breathed easier because you have lived. That is to have succeeded. - RW Emerson

Thursday, July 15, 2010

Ode to a Neuroma

You know how you have a days when everything just seems to be perfect? Well, Tuesday was one of them. You may think it strange that it was probably the best day that I have had in about 6 months, seeing that it was also the day that I had surgery. On Tuesday, I went into the hospital at 7:00 in the morning and walked out at 11:30, well, I had to be wheeled out actually.

I'm not usually the type of person to sit here and type out the events of my day, but this one was just so perfect that I have to share it.

I have been in operating room at the Royal Jubilee hospital 3 times this year, and the first two I had horrible, cranky nurses who wouldn't believe that I have horrible veins. So usually, I am tortured until they can manage to get the IV in, which is anywhere from 5-13 attempts. On Tuesday, they let the Anesthetist do, and he did it one try. I also had a really nice nurse who let my mom come in to the pre-op area to wait with me and talk to the doctors before the surgery. Normally, "there is no way in hell that your parent can come past this door, we simply just don't allow it." Tuesday seemed to be the exception, because she also let me keep my book and my contacts in until I had to go.

I had a really funny scrub nurse and he was a guy. (Most nurses are women, so it was kinda cool.) And he was really nice, even held my hand when the doc put the IV in, and then again when they were sticking a giant needle in the back of my leg to freeze the lower portion of my leg. Nice guy.

I don't do well with anesthetic, and when I wake up I have an asthma attack and throw up for a good hour. I didn't this time, and I was outta the hospital with in an hour of waking up! The surgeon also told my mom that I had a "classic neuroma" and that he was sorry I had to suffer that long. Take that Dr. Selby! Who said "it will just get better in time." It would of gotten worse.

The good news doesn't end here. The 13th, which was Tuesday was also the day that the new Newsboy's CD came out, and I really wanted it. When we were leaving to catch the 2:00 ferry, my mom said we either went to get the CD or made the ferry. She knew I really wanted the CD, so she said "screw it, lets get the CD." The Newsboys are a christian band, and while I was waiting in the car with my leg propped up on a pillow and groggy from the anesthetic, my mom went into the store to get the CD, but forgot to put any windows down. I thought I was going to roast, then all of the sudden the rear window at the very back of our truck went down. When my mom came back with the CD I asked "did you put the back window down?" She hadn't, but I guess God did. Strange how that happened while sitting in front a christian store.

Oh, and we still made the 2:00 ferry, and only by 3 cars.

God was with me. I have never felt his presence so strong before.

Peace like a river,

KP

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