Wheee!!

You know how I feel right now?

Euphoric.

Joel says it's the pain-killers, personally I like to think it's just a newfound appreciation for the wonders of modern medicine. I was thoroughly expecting to be in extreme amounts of pain when I got out of surgery, but I was very happily numb.

This is how the surgery went. In I went to the operating room where the very young nurse (assistant?) informed me that he had already done one operation this morning. I suppose the alarmed look on my face was what prompted him to explain that he actually didn't do the operating. He just assisted. Believe me, that was a relief. So in came all the nurses, hooking tubes up to me and checking different things, most all of them thoroughly confused by the fact that my oxygen something-or-other levels were so low.... apparently you're supposed to be at 99, I was wavering between and 87 and a 93. Every time the machine read 87 all these alarms would start beeping which did not help me relax. Oh well. Apparently they decided my levels were high enough because the next thing I know a voice says "We're going to lower the chair back now." And then bam. I'm out. No countdown, nothing. The next thing I remember is hearing "Christine, are you okay?" and opening my eyes to see the assistant standing over me with a somewhat worried expression on his face. At least, I think he was worried. He kept splitting into two people and then merging back into one, so it was difficult to pinpoint exactly what face he was making.

I noticed that there were tears coursing down my cheeks. I thought this was very odd because I was in absolutely no pain and completely untraumatized. But, there I was, crying unstoppably much to my embarrassment. Since my mouth was entirely numb and speaking was not an option I gave him the thumbs up which I hoped communicated that I was just dandy besides the fact that I was crying like a baby. So out he wheeled me to the room where Joel picked me up, took me home, gave me the wonderful pain medications, and now I'm just happy as a clam here at my computer. I'm very slowly regaining the use of my mouth, which means that drinking has become a much less messy endeavor. And Joel's actually starting to understand what I'm saying! Always a plus.

So yes, just wanted to give anyone who was interested an update. I've been reading the Hobbit, watching some Seinfeld, and drinking protein drinks. I'm very grateful for all the prayers. Thank you all!

Oh, and although Joel begged me to let him take a picture of me to put on this blog, I'm convinced I look like a chipmunk. So no pictures until I feel prettier. Sorry. It's a vain woman thing, I know.