Hurry to the hospital … wait …
Hurry to fill in the last of the checked and re-re-checked paperwork, and change into a one-size-fits-all (it doesn’t) hospital gown … wait …
Hurry into the operating theatre … wait …
Anesthetic takes effect … Cone of Surrealness finally shatters.
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A rodent with razor claws sits at my throat and gnaws at it with poisoned fangs … I’m almost convinced it’s an hallucination.
“What is your pain on a scale of one to ten?” …
“Eleven,” I croak.
The rodent continues its feast. I hurry up and wait for whatever painkiller they’re pumping into me to chase it away … wait some more …
I open my eyes to a large wall clock. Time has no meaning, but the second hand transits smoothly through each minute rather than ticking off each second individually. I am grateful, it saves me from counting each agonising one.
The painkillers kick in. My rodent friend disappears.
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Bang! … rumble, rumble, clang, rattle. Elevator doors open, close, open again.
Rumble, swerve, clack, click, side-to-side jiggle. Thud-ump … stillness.
Another room, same clock with the sliding second hand. What is my pain level? Seven, with a twist of lemon, … that shifts gears and feels like a two.
… stop … wait …
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THANK YOU, Thank you, to all who called, emailed, and left comments. I am home again, sleeping lots, and healing as I ought. I don’t smell like hospital anymore so Widdercat is speaking to me.
All is well.
Widdershins Worlds 
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Keep on mending, Widders.
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Thanks Susieee. Will do 😀
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I’ve been wondering how everything went. Glad you are at home and healing. Here’s hoping for a speedy recovery (and no more visits from the horrible feasting rodent!)
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Thanks Janna … Definitely ! No more rodents!
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And Downunder Cat is relieved to hear it… purrs and paw pats to you.
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Thank you Cat. Nothing helps healing like purrs and paw pats.
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I will hang on to that final “all is well.” 🙂
Wishing you a speedy recovery!
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I might amend that last line to … ‘all is well, except for a really sore throat’.
Thanks Ruth 😀
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Ok, I can see the really sore throat. *g* Get well soon!
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Glad to hear it went well and you’re home and recovering. Rest up.
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Thanks Erin. 😀 The hardest part of recuperating is not overdoing it. I talked too much yesterday and this morning I couldn’t beat a tadpole in a croaking contest.
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Very glad that Widdershins is back and Widdercat is speaking again. “Seven, with a twist of lemon.” Interesting.
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Yeah, it kinda threw the nurse too! … thanks for the good wishes, Jeff 😀
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Awesome! I’m so glad you’re all right.
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Thanks Barbara 😀
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Late to the party, but so glad you made it through in relatively good shape. My sole surgery spent completely under took place when I was very young, and left me with a pathological fear of inflating balloons, thanks to the anesthesiologist.
Be well on these long and lovely summer days.
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Thanks for the thoughts 😀 …
Inflating balloons,eh? …I sense a story in the making.
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Sounds like a pretty scary trip to the hospital. I hope you’re doing better!
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It was, but not unfamiliar, so that made it a little easier … definitely doing better now, thanks 😀
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I wish you a speedy recovery!
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Thanks Diana 😀 … well on its way!
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