Under the knife
Let's get one thing clear right from the start: Surgery sucks!
Now, the end result of surgery is almost always welcomed, but the actual physical process of having someone cut into your skin and tinker with what's beneath is never ever something that should be welcomed or wanted, and it certainly is never fun. (Even outpatient surgery, which can sometimes last less than an hour requires at least two hours of prep and just as long in recovery.)
This is not to say it's a bad thing. Like I said, the end result of surgery -- wellness -- is always a good thing.
It's just too bad that getting there requires the seemingly endless amount of time spent getting checked-in and registered, answering a series of questions about your personal health and well-being (usually on paper and in an interview ... at least twice), being poked for an intravenous line (several times if you are unfortunate to have bad veins) and, perhaps worst of all, doing all of that in the discomfort of an ill-fitting hospital gown in a cold, pre-op waiting area.
That said, most veterans of surgeries (I've honestly lost track of how many times I've been under the knife, but it's between 12 and 15) know that the procedures are almost always worthwhile, especially if you have a good team taking care of you. And from what I've learned over the past two weeks, I probably have the best team anyone could ask for.
Not sure when I'll be updating the blog again, but it will be as the journey to recovery† from the insidious staph infection has entered a new phase. One that hopefully will banish the bacteria forever.
Thanks, to everyone, for all the support! #BeejStrong