Howdy Folks!
Well, we got up early and headed out for the far distant south part of the city for me to have knee surgery today. We drove 25 miles through snow and black ice highway to get there. Got all squared away in a hospital gown, trussed up for telemetry, and ready for surgery except...
They could not find a vein. They stuck me in several spots, most notably both wrists. Both of those were excruciatingly painful. I've had a whole lot of needles stuck in me in 61 years, but none ever came close to being as painful as these. One nurse tried, then another. She really did the Roto Rooter job on my righ wrist. Then the anestesiologist tried his hand, and he really did a number on my left wrist. I was ready to call it quits, but the surgeon persuaded me to give the anestesiologist one more shot at getting an IV going. So that dude returned and tried to start a line through my foot. He failed in that attempt as well.
I told them I wanted to reschedule and wasn't about to hang around while these guys practiced using me like a Voodoo doll! We are looking at the 25th of January for the next attempt. I walked out looking like a scene from the movie Stigmata!
When I am ready for surgery next, I am planning to have my doctor order a visit to the hospital nearby, have them access a vein and seal it up with a butterfly valve, then go to the surgical center the following day with the plumbing already installed. That oughtta fix their wagon!
Meanwhile, I am intensely bummed out!
Blessings,
M-Taliesin