December 2, 2011
When I was on trial or heading to court for an appellate argument, I was always early. I had thoroughly prepared and was “ready to rumble”. I felt the same way about the Envoy Esteem mastoid surgery. I had studied, I had reviewed, I had followed all the doctor’s orders, let’s go!
Judy and I left home at 5 AM for the 6 AM appointment. A quiet morning with little traffic got us to the Oakbrook Terrace facility 15 minutes early. We awaited staff to open the doors, filled out the forms and were escorted to a typical medical room. Dr. Marzo stopped by, reviewed a few things and answered Judy’s questions. A four hour surgery was expected—often extra time is needed to test the implant device to assure it is working as designed. The anesthesiologist went through her explanations, a nurse of 40 years, Judy, followed up with down to earth expectations as well. In moments, I was asleep.
The nurses and my Judy were there as I awoke—where did the day go, 1:00 PM! I had to stay for another hour or so as grogginess and pain continued. Soon, prescriptions in hand, I was whisked away for the drive home. Not feeling great and drifting in and out of sleep, Judy motored us home to the quiet Sun City farm town (endless corn fields are our back view). The day was dark, cold, and drizzly. I am thinking that this is the first week of December and these Illinois people have nothing but colder and snowier to look forward to for the next three months—why did settlers settle here—why do retired folks stay here—no golf—no beaches—no fun!
I was resting for the rest of the day but a lot of pain limited my options. Worse, we had turned off the cable and wi-fi when we left Illinois
Anyway, the surgery went well I am told, the pain will leave sometime and my two months of deafness in the left ear have begun.
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