Post-Op

Art's surgery went very well! We arrived at 7:45 this morning and were taken back to a room where Art got to change into the ever-attractive standard hospital garb. They gave him a lovely pair of diarhea-colored grippy socks to wear as well that complimented his farmer's tan. Because the surgery was going to take 2-4 hours he also had to wear compression socks to prevent blood clots, but because his legs are so long the had to put him in the thigh-high length instead of the knee-high size (the knee-high only went mid-calf on him). I didn't bring the camera because I knew Art would not want to remember this, but just picture this:

A tall man with skinny legs dressed in a hospital gown (back loosely closed), flowered hospital robe with very tight white thigh-stockings, brown footie socks, and wearing a blue surgical cap. Sexy, don't you think?

The surgery took about two and a half hours, but the doctor said it went very well and he was able to repair the pinky finger tendon as well as the damaged nerve on his ring finger. The doctor also found a tear in the tendon of his ring finger but was able to repair that as well. When the doctor came to talk to me after the surgery, he said that Art was coming out of the anesthesia faster than he had expected and that Art was being 'very social'. Apparently Art told one nurse how pretty she was, told the doctor how much he loved him and gave thanks to all the nurses and saying how wonderful they were and how they treated him like he's 'f--king gold'. He was still quite happy when they wheeled him from recovery to the post-op room where I was waiting for him. When one nurse asked him if he goes by 'Art' or 'Albert', Art said "Whichever, just don't call me 'ass-ole'." After getting him settled in the chair and a few more praises from Art, he promptly fell asleep. He woke up a couple of times to eat some applesauce, a nutrigrain bar and to take a couple of Percosets. We finally left around 3:00 with a very wobbly, very hungry Albert.

We stopped at Perkins for breakfast/lunch and then headed home. I put him in bed as his arm was starting to hurt and it took a little while to get the right number of pillows in the right position where he could sleep comfortably. I'll wake him in a few hours for some dinner, a Percoset and right back to bed.