
First of all, let me say I had a fun time at Brio with some friends the night before. This made a huge difference in my mental state going into this. The pep talks were just what I needed. Of course lots of food, desert and wacky conversation was icing on the cake. I didn't mind not getting much sleep since they were going to put me out today anyway...
it was David who had to suffer a little. I drank a few diet cokes and had trouble sleeping. Go figure. Robin joked that I am killing myself but now I have a new theory, if coke can get rid of corrosion on a car battery maybe it can clean up my brain. David said, "If this was true we would have saved a lot of money by now."

We had to arrive at 7:30 AM and they told me to dress comfortably with a button down shirt. David said I was one step above PJ's. Darn, I wish I would have thought about that earlier, I would have worn my PJ's. The cute socks were a gift from Joy and Marv Johnson. They gave me 5 different pair to wear during treatments so I can be reminded how much support and love I have around me. The nurses loved my socks! (and so do I) Thanks Joy! I went in at 9 AM and was done by 10. They put me in a "twilight sleep". I was really loopy, but awake for the whole thing - I think. Apparently, I talked to them through the whole procedure. They said I was very entertaining. I was also given something to forget everything that happened... how strange is that? Uh Oh, did I tell them I was in the witness protection program? If I suddenly disappear, you'll know I have been re-located. And Robin, sorry I could have told them everything, but I don't remember. Whoops, that goes for everyone else I talked to last night, too.
I only remember telling them about being awake when my skull tumor was removed in 1989. Today, I didn't feel any pain, just pressure - which they said is good because what they did to me was violent. Yes, they actually said "violent". They used a glue instead of stitches which may explain why they gave me the amnesia stuff - I think they had a horrible spill when they were closing me up. There was all this noise, screaming and they had paper stuck to their heads. I don't understand why they had to cut my hair either. And my socks are missing. Weird. Anyway, I took a couple of hours to eat and recover enough to go home but was ready by 1 PM. My Aunt Kay brought me home and David went to work.At home, I just wanted to sleep, so Aunt Kay helped get me set up before going home. I slept for a couple of hours. Don't worry, I wasn't really alone.
Our neighbors cat came in and slept on the foot stool with me. Yes, this is our neighbor's cat. He has recently adopted us. I wonder if they've noticed he moved out. My mother-in-law is only 2 blocks away and a friend from my hometown just bought the house next door, so she is over there cleaning up with her family. Everyone knew I was home but I wanted to be alone. When I woke up, I was in a lot of pain. I managed to get some Tylenol and sit back down just before my kids and their cousins sneaked in playing "Don't Wake Mommy". (you know, like the board game "Don't Wake Daddy") I was already awake, so I spoiled the game - sorry kids, I'm not really myself today. Tabby wanted to show them
her hamster and guitar. Ana-Elisa is off to college in a couple of weeks and Phillip has been singing in the subway station in DC for money. Don't worry, Miriam hasn't kicked him out of the house. He was actually hired by the DC Metro for this at least that is his story, I'm not really sure at this point. But, look at them. Aren't they cute? I am so glad they came down just to see me this weekend. OK, they really came to see Grandpa - he is recovering from his open heart surgery very well, by-the-e-way. Justin wanted to see my port. Which is officially called a "Power Port" - I think this means I can leap to alternate universes... If I suddenly disappear, you'll have to wonder where I really went. But don't worry, I'll come back after I save someones life. Isn't that how it is supposed to work? I've seen Sliders and Quantum Leap. OK, it is becoming apparent that the drugs haven't completely worn off yet.
This is what the port looks like, it is the size a of a quarter around and a half inch thick but that is OK, because I love the color! Purple is my favorite.
I had Justin snap this picture of me in pain. "IT HURTS!!!!"The good news is, I'm getting hungry and David just came home. I think I'll be fine because I actually want to get in the car and go get dinner at Grandma's. This has to be a good sign.
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