The ablation apparently went well...the poor anestesiologist had a terriible time finding a vein...it took four attempts and two of those resulted in perforations and I'm black and blue...but once that was done, I was gone before the doctor returned. The afternoon had some rough bits as I came down from the drugs. The "simple" solution was to throw up (after two hyperemesis pregnacies, I'd MUCH rather throw up than be nauseous!) And a HOT shower to raise my body temperature. Once accomplished, I was able to sleep well through the afternoon.
I got up and took some ibprofen, ate some high-calorie easy food, and am tucked back into bed. I have been ensconced at Rain's house...no children, no computes, none of my usual distractions...so I can foruse on healing, sleeping, and quiet.
Anyone trying to get in touch with me...it appears that text messages are highly delayed. With NATO in Chicago, I wouldn't be surprise if the Chicagoland networks are overloaded and monitored. Don't freak if I am hard to get a hold of.
Rest and heal, dear one. *hugs*
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