Finally out
So the big heart mapping is finally over.
As I laid on the table waiting for it to start, The Cure came piping in to the operating room.
“tell me tell me tell me how you do those things, the ones that make me scream she said…”
anyone who knew me well in college would find this ironic and fitting.
True to the doc’s word, I was knocked out pretty good. A warm feeling comes over you and then you wake up with a headache. Pretty disorienting, but now I’m drinking a milkshake, which is a cureall.
I’ll be unable to move for an hour, and this bed is no longer so comfortable. I think it was designed without human spines in mind.
True to his word, Dr. Sommer knocked me the fuck out.
