I weighed myself and I’ve lost 13 pounds since Christmas. Fist pump. Vitals checked. IV next. I dislike that part and they can never find a vein. At one point in the hospital I had blood drawn every four hours and I felt like one of those tomato looking pin holders. I like those things. Twilight is coming soon. I was informed that they will wake me during the procedure to make sure they’ve targeted the right nerve endings. I want to ask my doctor at that point how much hydrocodone I’m getting for all this, but even if I got a laugh I’m told I won’t remember. Until next time.
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