Day One-Not Pain Free

Upon arrival and a multitude of trees worth of paperwork, I was taken back to a room where I was graciously presented with a gown, opening in back, four times too large for me. The bathrobe to go over it was approximately the size for a small child. This gives the look of a scarecrow complete with all the extra fabric sticking out of every opening of the bathrobe. Gee, I forgot my broom or whatever a scarecrow holds in one hand.

I am then asked if I have dentures. People, I am 33 years old and while I have had an adventurous life, I wouldn't say its been "hard" or I've ever lived on the streets, had fights or anything necessitating dentures.

fast forward a few hours

My Back now looks like this:
Yeah, this epidural thing pretty much covers my whole back. However, I'm in full agreement of not letting anything slide in or out of my spine.

I am awake and back in my room to find two pairs of skid socks, baby wipes, (two) soap trays, listermint, toothbrush, kidney pan, teeny tiny tissues and well hello there, this is like checking into the Sheraton!

Where's my mini bar?

I also seem to be missing my chocolates. Too bad I have so many wires, strings and hoses, or I'd look for them.

The pain is still present and accounted for and hopefully will be titrated to a higher level of medication tomorrow. Very tired and that's all I can give you for today.

Immense gratitude for all the well wishes and good energy, prayers and love sent my way. Even from afar, it's very comforting. Thank you.