Paul Bunion: Still ALIVE!!

Gang, I made it through. I will admit that I was a little nervous right before the operation. Probably had something to do with the fact that I was sitting on a leather chair in one of those hospital gowns with my back and ass sticking to the chair. which was cold and sticky! They should also have a little sound barrier between the operating room and the waiting area because every time the nurse opened the door I could hear what sounded like electric saws and electric staples or punches. At least that is what it sounded like to me. Freaky! My vision of the operation was that I would be sitting in a very comfortable chair and there would be soft music playing in the background. Kind of like a dentists office. Oh no! It was an actual surgery room, all white with those big lights overhead like on ER and me stretched out on some hard ass table that looked like some kind of Medieval torture device. There's also a hole in the middle of the table. I don't even want to know what that is for! The good thing was the anesthesia worked great! I was a little worried I might wake up and hear stuff! Thank God that was not the case. I had just laid down and the next minute my foot was all wrapped up and they were giving me the bums rush off the table! I don't remember anything.

I will say that my dad was a gem. He brought me to the surgery center and back. I stayed at his place that afternoon and evening, ate like a pig (Nothing to eat or drink in over 16 hours!) and took several naps while the anesthesia wore off. Now I'm home surrounded with tons of comfort food, about 1000 remote controls, a computer, plenty of movies (Thanks Luther!) and let's not forget drugs!! If I didn't have bills to pay I could live like this for the rest of my life!

Oh, thanks to Jim Benn for the "Paul Bunion" thing. I try not to steal lines but sometimes...