It’s time for me to show up for a bit longer than a few minutes, just stopping long enough to check for messages. I have been “under the radar” for a bit, and tomorrow will be one week from the day I had my surgery. I’ve had a lot of rest (multi-napping has been my routine), still have a very sore throat, my bruises would suggest that someone was trying to hang me, but I’m doing very well now, without the assistance of Tylenol.
Two days in the hospital gave me an opportunity to have a look around (I worked in that hospital the year it opened, 53 years ago), meet wonderful and helpful staff, and marvel at the modern equipment, routine, and procedures that are now the norm. I don’t think any staff member has a pen or pencil; they all have computer carts. They don’t make beds, there are no more backrubs, but they still serve jello for breakfast. Those of us who were nurses in bygone days can say, “It sure isn’t like it used to be!”
It was a 13-month wait for surgery, and I’m glad it’s now behind me. I can think of better things to do with my time.
Tags: Health Friends Nurses
