My arm slowly rose.My arm slowly rose. He handled it well. Put your arm down and stay relaxed. Do not move during the surgery. In one out of every 125,000 cases, the combination of drugs that put me under had the side effect of producing a profound hypnotic state. An oddity, certainly of no great concern - after all, I wasn't planning any more surgery. Sheila took me home. I was on crutches but she had everything set up for me. Things were lower, doors off the hinges. I hated the awkwardness but it was all going to be temporary, right? The doctors said that I was going to be good as new. I mended slowly, first crutches and then, a cane. Sheila was by me every step. She seemed to be treating me like a baby. I tried to tell her but she burst into tears. I was so damn mad at myself for that. She had been super to me and, as thanks, I made her cry. I resolved to shut up and let her mother - really, smother - me, if she still wanted to. Things had settled down to a nice routine. A late awakening, breakfast, a few things done around the house, easy healing days. |