2017 was an interesting year for me. It was in this year that I got surgery on my lower back. This made me realize a lesson, after my operation, I shall never forget. The lesson I learned after surgery was to make the most of everything while you can because one day you will not be able to perform certain tasks. This story begins at the end of July (of July, prepositional phrase). I was enjoying my summer vacation. I had decided instead of doing a lot of things I was going to try and relax since I desperately needed to be alone for my own sanity. For a majority of the summer, I swam in my pool, relax on the sunny shores of Ocean City, and rode up and down on my bike. The Apex of my summer though had to be my trip to the Big Apple. I had been
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My wound was painless after the week after had ended, and I was preparing for surgery. I was rather lazy for my back lacked the ability for any complex motions. The surgery was very early in the morning at around 7:30. Since I was getting surgery I could not eat or drink for 12 hours, and I was extremely hungry the morning I got surgery. I sat there for a few minutes until a nurse came out a led me into a large room sectioned off by curtains. My family and I said our farewells and our adieus. A nurse walks in shortly after and tried her hardest to give me an I.V., but to no success. She exclaimed that I was dehydrated, but I don't think she was so bright because she skipped over the fact that I had nothing to eat or drink for 12 hours. If you deal with patients like me every day you should understand that they might be dehydrated. Then the nurse called in her friend, a way better nurse, to give me the I.V., and she got it first try. She pushed me into an operation room, where the doctor waited. (The Doctor preparing for the operation, absolute) grabbed a canister of sleeping gas, put a mask on my face, and I fell into a deep sleep. I woke up a few hours later, dazed, and confused. I asked the nurse what the hell was going on. She told me we don't do that here. I didn't quite understand so I said excuse me. The nurse said we don't curse. I starred her straight in the eye with a vicious look, and was about to tell her don't give me that bullshit because I am in a whole lot of pain, and my blood feels like a small fire roasting the skin on my back, but right before I could say that the doctor walked into the room and prescribed me some
My wound was painless after the week after had ended, and I was preparing for surgery. I was rather lazy for my back lacked the ability for any complex motions. The surgery was very early in the morning at around 7:30. Since I was getting surgery I could not eat or drink for 12 hours, and I was extremely hungry the morning I got surgery. I sat there for a few minutes until a nurse came out a led me into a large room sectioned off by curtains. My family and I said our farewells and our adieus. A nurse walks in shortly after and tried her hardest to give me an I.V., but to no success. She exclaimed that I was dehydrated, but I don't think she was so bright because she skipped over the fact that I had nothing to eat or drink for 12 hours. If you deal with patients like me every day you should understand that they might be dehydrated. Then the nurse called in her friend, a way better nurse, to give me the I.V., and she got it first try. She pushed me into an operation room, where the doctor waited. (The Doctor preparing for the operation, absolute) grabbed a canister of sleeping gas, put a mask on my face, and I fell into a deep sleep. I woke up a few hours later, dazed, and confused. I asked the nurse what the hell was going on. She told me we don't do that here. I didn't quite understand so I said excuse me. The nurse said we don't curse. I starred her straight in the eye with a vicious look, and was about to tell her don't give me that bullshit because I am in a whole lot of pain, and my blood feels like a small fire roasting the skin on my back, but right before I could say that the doctor walked into the room and prescribed me some