I'm feeling pretty good, but I'm tired and it's hard to sit, stand and sometimes pick up Baylie. David's been a great help and my mom has also taken good care of me, even though she's got an arm injury of her own.
The most surprising thing was that my anesthesiologist was one of my best childhood friends. We met up again and were great friends in college. I hadn't seen him for about 16 years. It eased some of my fears knowing he would be there. I was just glad he was at the head end of me and not the other end.
I only work these days for health insurance, but I'm sure glad we have it. I can't imagine trying to go through life without it. I just wish it didn't take my entire paycheck.
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