It's 5:45 AM and my very supportive wife is driving me to the hospital. I am very calm and confident in the eventual outcome of my surgery. I enter the hospital armed with dozens of prayers from my family, church members, co-workers and friends. I'm a strong believer in prayer and I want to thank everyone for praying for me.
I went into surgery at 8:00AM. the operation takes 3hours and I wake up in recovery foggy, but feeling great. The nurses keep asking me about my pain . When I tell them I have little or none, they are amazed. I've had 5 back operations in the past; because of these my back was killing me. I had to stay in recovery for 5 hours because there were no open beds in the hospital.
Finally, around 4:30PM I'm in a room. the nurses are very attentive and quickly make me comfortable. They tell me I need to walk to avoid blood clots. Again, the nurses are amazed because I walk up and down all the hallways on my floor.
I'm still not allowed any food or drink, so I use a sponge to keep my lips wet. Sleeping was difficult because it was very warm in my room. Plus, the nurses did checks on me about every 30 minutes.
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