One of those days. My mom was having a skin graft on a portion of the wound from her surgery in December. 8 am start
Silly woman is Peckish this morning and a little light headed and smarts down one small spoonful of peanut butter. Tells me in the admitting waiting room and says she’s not telling the doctors. It was small.
So wrong. She tells the doctors after I explain all the horrible things that can happen to her if she aspirated into the mask.
Peanut butter delay for six hours which turns into doctor time of nine hours.
Here it is almost 7. We have another hour until she gets sprung from recovery and my post on that new atelier vanilla incensee did not write itself.
What I can say is it’s still on my hand after 12 hours and has comforted me greatly all day. I’ll supply more details later but it’s a nice vanilla entry.
Best parts of the day. Dr Betts the super cute anesthesiologist. First time an anesthesiologist came out post surgery to talk to me. Which totally made me happy just so I could look at him a little more and pretend he wanted to go steady with me. Btw. You all should see the movie cedar rapids if it plays near you. There’s a great promise ring joke in there that almost made me pee my pants.
Next best part. I can’t make my dinner but I still have time for wine which I need desperately after this marathon day of waiting. How exhausting is that?
I have no idea what our question of the day should be except what perfume should I wear to convince Dr. Sofreakingcute to not worry about a 20 year age difference?