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{{c/date|2017-07-19}}Photos from SRS Day (there is more about this on Woozalia) | {{c/date|2017-07-19}} | ||
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Photos from SRS Day (there is more about this {{l/woozalia|Me/SRS|on Woozalia}}): | |||
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File:IMG_20170719_091253172.jpg | me, in the pre-op room, looking all chirpy | File:IMG_20170719_091253172.jpg | me, in the pre-op room, looking all chirpy | ||
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File:IMG_20170719_093007188.jpg | [[Harena]] posting status updates and photos about me on Slack | File:IMG_20170719_093007188.jpg | [[Harena]] posting status updates and photos about me on Slack | ||
File:IMG_20170719_145920383.jpg | me, in the recovery room after the op, looking somewhat less chirpy | File:IMG_20170719_145920383.jpg | me, in the recovery room after the op, looking somewhat less chirpy | ||
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The | The Morning After: | ||
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File:2017-07-20l08-50-00.JPG | A sort of overview of the room from the entryway; large bathroom (with a shower which I didn't get to use) on the left, Harena's Uncomfy Chair at the foot of my bed | |||
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File:2017-07-20l08-52-13.JPG | I attempted to take a picture of Harena in retaliation, but she was too quick. | |||
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So many tubes and wires... I had the following attachments: | |||
* IV tube, left arm | |||
* some kind of electronic biometric thing, right arm | |||
* things like blood-pressure cuffs on both my legs, which would inflate every few minutes to promote circulation | |||
* ...and of course the ever-popular tube-up-the-pee-hole :D | |||
This made it pretty much impossible to find comfortable sleeping positions. ...never mind the nurses coming in repeatedly during the night to get readings and check my temperature. | |||
All in a good cause, of course, but that was the reality of my first night post-op. (Harena didn't have it much better, of course, having to sleep in the Uncomfy Chair, but at least she didn't have to worry about pulling out anything inserted into her.) After that they sent me home (everybody was very impressed that I walked all the way from the room out to the car instead of being wheeled). | |||
After returning home: | |||
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File:IMG_20170721_094101208.jpg | me, on the first full day home (two days later), looking substantially not-chirpy | |||
File:2017-07-28-155103.jpg | me, 9 days later (in glorious laptop-cam lo-fi) - yes, I'm fine now, thanks | |||
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Latest revision as of 12:55, 30 July 2017
Photos from SRS Day (there is more about this on Woozalia):
me, in the pre-op room, looking all chirpy
the exciting view from the pre-op room
Harena posting status updates and photos about me on Slack
me, in the recovery room after the op, looking somewhat less chirpy
The Morning After:
A sort of overview of the room from the entryway; large bathroom (with a shower which I didn't get to use) on the left, Harena's Uncomfy Chair at the foot of my bed
I attempted to take a picture of Harena in retaliation, but she was too quick.
So many tubes and wires... I had the following attachments:
- IV tube, left arm
- some kind of electronic biometric thing, right arm
- things like blood-pressure cuffs on both my legs, which would inflate every few minutes to promote circulation
- ...and of course the ever-popular tube-up-the-pee-hole :D
This made it pretty much impossible to find comfortable sleeping positions. ...never mind the nurses coming in repeatedly during the night to get readings and check my temperature.
All in a good cause, of course, but that was the reality of my first night post-op. (Harena didn't have it much better, of course, having to sleep in the Uncomfy Chair, but at least she didn't have to worry about pulling out anything inserted into her.) After that they sent me home (everybody was very impressed that I walked all the way from the room out to the car instead of being wheeled).
After returning home:
me, on the first full day home (two days later), looking substantially not-chirpy
me, 9 days later (in glorious laptop-cam lo-fi) - yes, I'm fine now, thanks
