Author’s note: This is a recollection of my events from a year ago. There is no need to panic.
I have spent another restless night in the hospital. Regular rounds for vital signs interrupt me while I try to sleep along with an early morning collection of blood for labs. It has made me irritable but I am a patient man. Everyone here at the hospital has a job to do and there in no need for me to be testy with them. I am kind, pleasant, patient and cooperative. It has been a lesson of self discovery that I have made over the years and have spoken about it before, that lesson of kindness. It is a much valuable currency to use with people then our current culture of me first.
Today I have a biopsy scheduled in the morning. I have been living on a diet of soups, ice cream and water. Despite the lack of sustenance I still have no appetite so it doesn’t really bother me. It will be the first time ever I have been anesthetized. I am not sure what to expect but early in the morning I am wheeled on a gurney to an operating theater (I don’t know what else to call it). One minute I am awake and the next minute… I am awake again. Thirty or forty minutes have passed without any indication that I was aware of it. The loss of time is disorienting to me.
Other than that I receive visitors throughout the day. I am appreciative of everyone’s kindness and thoughts. In the early evening I pull out the laptop and set up a workstation for myself. I am behind on work and I need to catch up. I won’t know the results of the biopsy until and worrying about them won’t change anything.