The Day After

I didn’t sleep much last night. There’s a big clock on the wall and I watched it until the sun came up. Now I’m ready to sleep.

It was a good day. I had x-rays taken this morning and my surgeon visited to say that he’s pleased with his work. He said that it was difficult surgery but he likes a challenge. He is obviously proud of his accomplishment and believes that my new titanium hip will last me for the rest of my life. I hope he’s not saying that because he doesn’t expect me to live long.

The rubber hose was removed. A nurse told me to take a deep breath and then she yanked it out. It was a strange feeling that I won’t attempt to describe.

I had visitors today. It was a party all day. Corinne spent the day with me. My brothers John and Mark came with magazines, chocolate, and a new Miles Davis book. My friend and neighbor Gaston brought magazines and the New York Times. Dear Stela Kostova brought flowers, wine, and chocolate. Randy, my cube mate and friend, arrived with good wishes from the office, maple syrup, and Jack Daniels whiskey. And my son and daughter-in-law, Brandon and Lisa, spent the last part of the evening with me. It was great to see everyone, and it made the day pass quickly.

Corinne had an interesting experience. She had noticed the tired old file folders for patients” files. They were torn up and Scotch taped together. Corinne went to Staples and bought 100 file folders to give to the surgery department. Her gift was met with confusion but eventually appreciation.

Tonight I stood up for the first time and tomorrow I’ll be walking.

And now I’m falling asleep.

One thought on “The Day After”

  1. So glad to hear that the surgery went well, Ron. Keep up the good work.

    I love the story about Corinne and the file folders. That’s the sort of thing that I’d like to think I would do in the same situation. By the way, my best friend is also Corinne, spelled the same way, and it’s a pretty unusual name. My friend is a very nice lady also – must be the name.

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