Special thanks today to my brother Doug (middle brother of 3 boys) for getting up at the crack of dawn to take me to the hospital. This is becoming a bad habit, as Doug also drove me to my first knee surgery a few years ago. I hope I never repay this particular type of favor to you Doug.
Next, let me apologize to CMC-University, which in a moment of anger yesterday I referred to as a "B-level" facility. Everyone was great there this morning and I successfully had my port placed.
This was another surgery performed under mild anesthesia (a.k.a. "Twilight")...so although I do not recall everything, I feel like I was very engaged...which you know the doctors and nurses loved. As part of the preparation for the surgery, a sheet was taped to the base of my neck and then used to create a "tent" where a nurse could sit beside me and neither of us would see the real action going on. This nurse, Charlotte, and I talked about music, work, my upcoming chemo and many other things as I prodded her for additional narcotics. I was done in about 75 minutes, then spent another hour or so in recovery until I was discharged.