May 3rd, 2010

hound of heaven

Ready or not, here I come

Feeling very low rez this morning. (No coffee.) In a short while, we're heading off to the Surgery Center, where Dr. S. will remove the cyst from my right sinus, trim down my turbinates, and straighten my septum.

Prayers would be appreciated. And keep 'em coming: I fully expect the worst of this will be the wait for tomorrow, when I can get my nose unpacked. After that, it's two weeks of lying around, reading, playing on the computer, petting the critters, and some think work (if I feel up to it). I imagine by next week, I'll be going stir crazy.
roadkill soup

Did you get the number of that truck?

Well, I'm home from my surgery. Mostly just feel very, very washed out. Sat down and immediately went to sleep for a couple of hours. Probably do some more of that.

They took the packing out as I was waking up. I just have a mustache pad to catch blood, for which I'm grateful. I have a horror of not being able to breathe, and I had told Dr. S. about this. So that's doing fine. The only real discomfort I have so far is the sore throat from the anesthesia tube. Dr. S. and the anesthesiologist both said my throat was a difficult one to get the tube down. Dr. S. recommends a sleep apnea test. (I've only had a breathing tube inserted once or twice before, and I never had this kind of trouble before, so we'll see.)

Anyway, thank you all for your prayers. Thanks also to my parishioner Phil, who came to the Surgery Center this morning to see if we needed anything and who offered to sit with Deanne while I was in surgery. Deanne didn't take him up on the offer, but we deeply appreciate it.

And now, it's nap time again.

Weighty matters

BTW, my weight after the morning's shower (unclothed) was 232.0. When I checked in at the surgery center, I weighed (clothed) 235.00. I need to weigh under 233.0 in my stocking feet to make the height-weight guidelines at Philmont.

I'm just about there, baby. Eight weeks from now, I should be at least semi-svelte!