August 15, 2011
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My operation
This is me right before the surgery. I noticed that they put the little shower caps on the women as soon as they came into the operating suite area, but the men don’t get capped until right before they go to surgery. We sensitive guys notice stuff like that. Anyway, I was not a happy camper–I would have sold my soul for a Valium the size of a hockey puck. The patches on my hands are little radio transmitters that monitored my heart rate.
This is odd. Kathy took the pics and posted them here for me to write around, but one of them just vanished when I hit the backspace. I better keep this short before I mess up some more.
This is the nurse doing something awful to my eye.
Seriously, everyone was great–except for the officious nincompoop who made Kathy put away her camera.
