Honey, I'm so stoned!

The surgery was only supposed to be an hourish long. After being at the hospital since 7 am, by 1215 I was getting anxious. I had stayed with Jason from the time we got there til he was about to be wheeled down the hallway at 1030ish. At 1230 I went to Pilar, the pre-op nurse and asked where he was, if there were some complications, why it was taking so long, etc. She told me he had just come out of surgery and they would be calling me shortly.

I went back to the waiting room and as I sat down I got a phone call to come to pre-op. As they were escorting me there they asked if Jason is a singer. I said, "Oh ya. He also takes requests." When I walked into the room I saw him there, chatting away and giggling. (BTW, I love his giggle.) I gave him a kiss and the first thing he tells me is, "Honey, I am so stoned." ha ha ha He looked it too. Eyes were so glossy and somewhat blank looking. He was starving and was wanting anything to munch on.

The nurse pulled me to the end of his bed to go over his pre-op rules. No solid foods til later in the evening. Check his toes to make sure the bandage wasn't too tight. I started tearing up and when she told me he was ok, I had Niagara Falls on my cheeks. Jason then told me that he was fine and everything was ok. I told him I knew that he was ok, but that things didn't happen the way the nurses said, and I haven't had much sleep and I was hormonal. To which Jason said, Ah. She's very pregnant. So, one of the other nurses brought me a chair, had me sit and once I was composed again, we proceeded with how to care for Jason. Here's Jason totally stoned and having to take care of my emotional wreckness. I should've had someone else there with me. LOL

Anyway, I got him home. Got his drugs. And I even got a little milk crate for snacks so he doesn't have to get up and go anywhere except to the toilet.

He's still waiting on his sponge bath to get the betadine off of him.

(this is his pre-op picture)