Surgery accomplished

Ya know, for all my whiny-bitchness, it wasn’t so bad. Maybe that’s the local (or the percocet) talking.

There’s something very appropriate to working on one’s job applications as one is cleansing one’s bowels. My GAO app 2.0 is in and my transcripts re-faxed (for which additional thanks is due to .

provided transportation. I was a very chatty patient. I kept the nurses laughing. I spontaneously promised the dr that if I didn’t need all the valium, I wouldn’t sell the remainder. That sort of thing. This anesthetic experience was different from my wisdom teeth experience, when I was 17. That time, I was out cold, woke up in bed, and was very sluggish. This time, I felt like I was dreaming, I woke up on the way out of surgery (great timing, that), and seemed pretty with it. I pretty much picked up where I left off with the nurses. My butt being numb (yay local) helped. It’s starting to hurt some, and I’m sure it’ll hurt more later. The blood was a little alarming at first, but there’s only a little of it. Still, if any of you ever have butt surgery, do not wear white underwear.

I was told two weeks before heavy activity, thus two weeks of no gymnastics. And spring break is the third week. Le Sigh. Le Shrug.

In short, I’m still doing my thing, and all is well.