Twelve hours and counting...

8am tomorrow I will be counting backwards from one hundred. The way I feel tonight, I wish I was already under. As it is, I am not. I am headed out for a bite, and hopefully early to sleep (if I can sleep anyway) with a 6am wake up time. I don't feel much like writing so I am going to leave it at that. Hopefully I will have an interesting story and maybe some cool photos too, come Wednesday afternoon. Wish me luck!!

Medication.....

I was reminded recently of an old saying, it is easier to sell aspirin then it is to sell vitamins, or some variance of that. I also had a co-worker once who, referring to his wife, always finds it easier to ask for forgiveness rather then permission. I guess they are not the same but they are in the same neighborhood. There is probably lot that can be said about both of these sayings, but I am interested in the perplexing relationship I have with my own medication. I take the pills the doctor prescribes to ease my pain, but now the dosage keeps me awake at night. Staying awake means moving around, moving around means more (or worse) pain to deal with. More pain means more pills, and so on and so on.... So, here I am. Sitting on the sofa, watching whatever I can find on t.v. and trying very hard not to smoke (which in itself is quite a challenge while on the pain meds). This sucks. I am happy to be on the "taking vitamins" side of things now, or am I?? I guess I could argue it either way. As to the other saying I can't understand that one from either side. I suppose that is because I have a relatively unique outlook and experience on that side of things. I am just tired of this current crap storm. I think I am going to go for a drive to keep from going nuts.

Not too much fun.

I had my "pre-op" visit today with the surgeon and the hospital billing folks to make sure they get paid even if I die on the table. They did some basic tests to make sure I am healthy enough to have the surgery. All of it was pretty run of the mill, they drew a few vials of blood and did an EKG, there was one that really sucked though, I am not sure what it is called but it involved them jabbing a needle deep into my wrist, they said it was to access the artery directly where I guess they can get some sort of specific test from the artery blood. Although I don't know what it is for I do know it fucking hurts, I mean it was a little uncomfortable at first while they were actually drawing the blood but then after the needle is pulled out it started throbbing, like someone was smashing their thumb into the under side of my wrist as hard as they can. I guess if this is the worst thing I have to endure then I should be happy but having had this type of surgery before I know that the recovery and the immediate post operation pain is going to suck. Anyway, this is all just conjecture I guess, I am just a little worried in anticipation of the surgery. I am happy nothing has happened yet to further postpone things and they even pushed my actual surgery up a few hours to 8:30am. So if all goes as planned I will be out of surgery/recovery and in my own room by 2pm or so, depending on how long the operation takes. I also spoke to the doc today about the possibility of them snapping a few pix with my camera during the surgery and they seemed to be cool with it, the PA even seemed to be a little excited about it. I am not sure if that is a good thing or if it is weird. My surgery is now scheduled for Nov. 6th at 8:30am at Northside Hospital Forsyth in Cumming GA.