I am alive and doing well-or as well as can be expected- at home, thank Goddess. And all of you. I truly felt surrounded by light as I went into surgery, and I am profoundly grateful. The hospital experience was not an easy one, but I got down right demanding, and eventually got the pain under contril. At one point, my drain moved, causing pain to rise to a level 9. and while the nursing staff tried to pacify me, I called Rene collect and told her to call the doctor's office. He arrived within 15 minutes! Empowerment!
Being home is a real blessing, although it's still and hour by hour struggle to get water down, to get my meds in, to keep pain at bay. I am not sleeping for more than an hour or so at a time, but my own bed, and my recliner, are wonderful.
Will try to write more tomorrow. And thank you all so much, again.