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Post Surgery

When I wake, I’m facing a work area with curtains to my sides. It’s an odd feeling to find you’ve been moved while unconscious. It reminds me of being a little kid and falling asleep in the car on the way home from my grandparents’. I would become dimly aware of being...

Pre-Surgery

Bob and I are up early; check-in time is 6:30 AM. I’m not allowed to eat, but mercifully, black coffee is permitted. I feel more resigned than apprehensive. Since I have to do this, let’s get it done. I’m so rarely up this early that it feels other-worldly to be...