Morphine

When I was in the hospital a week ago, the nurses gave me morphine for the pain. It was my first experience with morphine and what I discovered is that for me it didn’t so much eliminate the physical pain as make me just not care. I could sleep through it and when I was awake it just didn’t matter. My mind just didn’t notice the passage of time. At one point, before the doctor went through the procedure of setting the bones in my foot, I overheard him taking to his assistants. One of them must have been in training for he was telling her how it would all work.

doctor: We’ll be giving him medication periodically to keep him out of it and not feeling the pain. Depending on how long this takes we may have to administer the medication several times, about every 5 to 10 minutes.
nurse: How will we know when he needs more?
doctor: Oh, he’ll scream.

Now I suppose ordinarily overhearing something like that would freak me out. But I found it humourous. I didn’t have the energy to physically laugh, but in my head, I was rolling on the floor. “I’ll scream,” I thought. “That’s hillarious. Do they even know I’m listening?”

Since then, things have been going fairly well. I was able to work from home this week. In fact, I’ve been able to do little else but lie in bed and work. Watched a couple DVDs Friday night, spent Saturday working, and last night had some friends over. Also hacked a bit on WoodPusher this weekend and updated some gtk-sharp documentation through the monodoc web service.

Thanks to everyone who came over last night. It meant a lot and I had a good time. It was good to see (mostly) the whole gang together: Ben, Lori, Lori (Princess), Ryan, Molly, Amy, Laura, Liz, Stephanie, Alan, and even Jim. Noticeably absent was Adam, you bum.

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