Ouch!!

I had minor surgery yesterday...outpatient minor surgery at my Doctors clinic to have some moles removed.  My appt was at 4:30 and I was the last patient...when I got there I was told the wait was another hour at LEAST and they suggested I go and get a coffee and come back later.  So that's what I did.

It was strange being the only one in the Doctors office....but it was also quite nice because I wasn't rushed or anything like normal.  He does his surgical appointments all on one day and they are normally all vasectomies....I did make a point of reminding him that that was NOT why I was there...which lead us in to a long chat about wanting more children..and me not wanting a man...and him saying I don't need a man to have a child ;)

Anyway....the surgery took about an hour and a half I guess in the end...maybe just under...I had to have a few injections in each area...then was left to rest while that took effect.  Then he prepped and covered the surrounding area and whatever and finally started...lots of padding all around my neck in case of blood.  The surgery was done and the whole time we chatted away..about having teenaged Sons (he has a 16 year old) and about career choices, life choices, education....medical training...how he decided on Sherwood Park...where he came from etc etc...golf!!!  Oh and he suggested I make money by making pervy videos on the internet involving blood taking and injections...hahahaha!!!  Don't ask how we got talking about THAT!!!  :)

Surgery done, I was stitched up and cleaned up and given a few minutes to get my bearings because I was light headed....I had arranged to meet a friend for coffee though so I was only going across the parking lot for a little while..so as I wasn't driving straight home he was ok for me to leave.

I had coffee with samantha but the anaesthetic started wearing off and it hurt to eat and hurt to laugh - so meeting samantha was totally the wrong thing to do as all she does is make me laugh!!!  I made sure to leave before it got dark so I could get home in daylight as I was so sleepy.  I really wasn't with it and probably shouldn't have driven...but I made it home, went straight upstairs and flopped on the bed until the kids got home.  I didn't sleep too badly luckily - woke at 5am.

Today my face feels bruised and sore and the stitches are itchy and annoying.  I have bandaids on but they don't stay on very well and if I take them off then the stitches catch on everything.

It's horrible BUT I'ms till glad I had it done.  Glad it's over - but glad it was done.  Today has been been ok but we had a stay home day and this evening I am sooo tired I'm just flaked in bed.  Tonight I am very grateful for a) my crockpot and b) living on an acreage so I don't have to see anyone while I have my face all scarred and covered in bandaids...