This time around was much easier on me. Perhaps it was because all the nurses and aides were familiar and it felt like I was among friends. Perhaps it was because it was Christmas Eve eve. I was fortunate to have the same Anaesthesiologist. He is a very soft spoken man who loves Classical music. So concerned about his patients that he gives a follow-up call a few days later.
My surgeon only had to remove 1 lymph node. I got back home before nightfall. My neighbor's wife took me in and he picked me up. He stopped and bought me a McDonald's vanilla shake. Wow, was it good, too. I had not been to a McDonald's in over 10 years, I know where I am stopping on my way back from grocery shopping next time around.
My Dr., beautiful woman that she is, had on dangling Christmas Tree earrings and a black, form fitting scrub outfit with embroidered golden boxing gloves with Fight Like a Girl beneath. I didn't see her in the OR but she came to see me prior to the operation. What a beautiful smile she gives out, too.
I feel much better this morning than I did the day after the biopsy. Gives me a positive outlook about this business. At least they tell me I can beat
this cancer.
Thanks to all who send me such good advice, and a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to everyone.
White-Stone