Just a quick note tonight after a long day. The surgery went beautifully, as did the anesthesia this time. No one was taking chances on a repeat aspiration.
I confess to being a bit weepy and nervous about it. Banjo Man was not. He assured me that I was going to be treated like a queen and I was.
The man has been right a lot lately. I’m finding it a bit disconcerting.
I hope to go home tomorrow. With Percocet, despite the medical community worrying that I will become one of those sad people in the van on Season 5 of BOSCH.
All is well.
Great News!!! Looking forward to hearing your happy voice!!! Love you. Karen
Ellie here…doing the Happy Dance of Joy in Hope! You are some tough cookie, as my Mom would say…Sending you loving healing energy your way!πβ¨ππ«π¦πππ