Ugh. Dark already at 8:15. I miss the good old days (a month ago? two?) when it was light until nearly 9:00.
Screwy. |
The rod hadn’t been a problem and is still in my shin, but the
screws were freaking me out. The two screws at the knee seemed like they were
trying to burst forth on their own, and I was sure I could see the heads of the two in the
ankle through my pale skin. So yeah, out they came.
Fasting was required the night before, which of course meant
that even though I didn’t usually eat anything late at night, that particular
night, I was suddenly wanting late night snacks. The next day it was off to the
surgeon.
Here are the odd parts – I don’t remember who drove me to
the doctor or how I got back home, nor do I recall if the procedure was at the surgeon's office near the hospital or at the hospital. According to the Facebook post made later that day, the nap
during the procedure was nice.
Recovering with my beloved boys. |
A plastic
container holding the four shockingly long screws came with me after the removal. The container and contents now live in some forgotten place in the house, having made the journey with me from
Tennessee. For what purpose, I don’t know. Just part of the collection of
random and sometimes gross oddities.
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