Well, how are you feeling this morning?” asked Quick Draw, bouncing on his toes by the side of my bed (Did I mention that QD has some kind of metabolism that fills a room with energy, even at 6:30 AM?)
“Do you remember our conversation last night?” he continues.
“Not exactly,” I said. I had called his office the day before and ask for some kind of medication to relieve my anxiety (chamomile tea just wasn’t doing it.) I took one of those tiny little pills before bed, and Lisa had to wake me up to get me to the hospital. I took another one before leaving the house at 5:30 AM and I was really feeling no pain or anxiety all day yesterday!
“Tell me whatever you told me yesterday, because I don’t remember anything you said.” And so it went: some unexpected events with the replacement, but no sign of infection—which is what I feared the most. We’ll know the results of the blood cultures in a few days, but right now I feel much better than I have following each of the preceding surgeries, and I am much stronger and mobile, too—thanks to all the right diet and exercise I’ve been practicing.
So I think this is good! Thanks to all of you who have sent messages, and whom I know are with me in spirit. And thanks to Quick Draw and staff, the Bug Docs, and all the rest of you who have helped in so many ways…
I know it all isn’t over yet, but it sure is a time to pause and be grateful.