On May 22nd Darryl and I had to be at the hospital at 5:30am — it takes about an hour to get there. I slept for a few hours, unlike my last surgery (Nov) when I just stayed up all night. And (also unlike last time) once we got to the hospital it seemed like — poof — time for the 7:30am surgery!
I went through pre-admission tests earlier that week but they wanted to check my anemia again so the first thing was another blood test. Then we went to a little room to wait. My surgeon had told Darryl at our Q&A appointment that he absolutely cannot leave the little room until she goes in there to talk to him (about an hour into the surgery) so he was trapped mu ha ha & I changed into the little gown thing. The little gown thing felt starched. A couple staff members commented on it like ““ wow that [little gown thing] must be brand new. It was stiff.
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