Coming up for air
I’m still around.
My wife’s surgery went well, better than expected really. Still, I had some moments of concern.
The surgeon told us it would take an hour and fifteen minutes if it went well, to three hours if it went badly. They called me in right at 3 hours. I’d seen the parade of people going out of the waiting room to recovery and was silently freaking out as the clock moved forward. I was called in thinking I was going to the recovery room to see her, but instead I was directed to a small “consult room”. I looked at the nurse, but she didn’t make eye contact and turned away.
I sat down and located the wastebasket in case I needed to throw up.
The surgeon came in and told me everything was fine. I sighed audibly and told him he had me worried (understatement of the year). He apologized for not sending out word sooner, but he’d run into a little trouble and it took time to work through it.
So, she’s home now, thankfully, and we can begin the process of returning to normalcy.
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Of course, I didn’t get in my walks. I got in a lot of walking, burned calories and worked my legs, but no sweating or breathing hard. So, no, I don’t count it. I’m ok with it. I did really well during the prior weeks, and will be able to start right back into it tonight.
Oh yeah, for core strength tonight: Crunches.
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