The Hospital Stay, Part One

Not a lot to say about the surgery itself. I mean, hell, how would I know about it, I was asleep. I just woke up really, really sore and needing coffee. Again, that coffee thing. They wouldn't give me any for 16 hours before surgery and now that I'm through with surgery, got a catheter inserted so I won't pee myself, still no coffee. I haven't had coffee for almost 24 hours and it's driving me crazy. And, I'm starving. I want food and coffee. Not necessarily in that order. After an hour or so, they wheel me up to my room where Charlene, Nic, Trav and Cuz'n Kent are waiting. I'm glad to see them and vice-versa. After a bunch of whining, the nurses tell Charlene that I can have coffee and food if she fetches it and promises to clean up the area if I barf. This happens to be Charlene's surgery floor where she plays CNA on the weekends. She grabs some spare coffee and a frozen TV Dinner and puts them in front of me. Really nasty, old, stale coffee but I don't care, it's COFFEE!. I've been fed and coffee'd and then exhaustion hits. The family promises to stop by tomorrow and bring some fresh Starbucks coffee. I bid them good-bye and try to sleep.........