Two days post surgery
Well I am officially on the band wagon. I was at the hospital at 06:00 hrs, and was the first one there. I got the usual regiment of questions, IV and stylish gown. My anesthesiologists name was Jason Tranquil. How cool is that. Well he promised me a pain free journey and hung around till my surgeon showed up. I my surgeon played the usual q&a game and off to surgery I went. The last thing I remember is the staff was checking out my tattoo. I woke up very uncomfortable and I noticed a rather large incision over my liver. Hmmmm. The surgeon came in and told me my liver was much larger than he thought and had to make the larger incision and manhandle it a little because it was in the way. That was the reason for the extra pain. Well it turns out the Hospital does not have a bariatric x ray table, so I had to wait till Friday to go home because they did not want me standing long enough for the swallowing study because of the whole liver thing. I had a rough evening thanks to a drug addict room mate, I also heard some very nice conversations amongst the nursing staff; they were bitching about my doctor brining in all of the heffers and fat scum bags, and how they were tired of dealing with it. Nice huh? One nurse said we were a bunch of fat losers who are looking for a magic pill, but we will always be losers. Well needless to say getting to go home was a great feeling! Well after my family found every pot hole on the way home, I settled in with the battle of keeping my 120lb black lab from jumping on me. I doped myself up and went to bed. I am still sore, but feel much better today. I will keep you posted later.
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