Vern and Donna McDonald reserved a conference room at the Hilton Garden Inn so that Jan (who just had hip and arm surgery) and me could watch the civil war game in comfort without a ton of people there. It was fun and relaxing!
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Thursday, December 3
Two days after my post-op appointment, I got up and took a shower and notice afterward that the surgical pin had come out of my toe! It was yanked out by some blankets in the middle of the night! OH NO!
We usually don't waste much time making a decision for a tree. We have been taking pictures next to the tree for years, but it is hard to see how tall they have grown because the trees are a different height every time! This is one of our tallest trees yet though.
We stopped by Khairol and Noorul's to show them our fresh-cut tree, and they had made us a lunch with Ketupat (Malay dumpling) with peanut sauce. Feruz was there too.
Despite my surgery, we didn't want to cancel a tea I had made with three Saudi women. George found this wonderful recipe (because Saudis don't like sweet things with their tea). Sadly, one got sick. The other had to pack to go somewhere, but they didn't call to tell us they weren't coming and we waited and waited. A bit discouraging, but the quiche was GREAT!
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Thursday, November 19
After a trip to see Dr. Tsai at Samaritan Orthopedic on Monday, he scheduled me for surgery today.
They have new gowns since my angiogram! You connect it up to the blue device with the white hose, and it keeps you warm the whole time you wait. In this case, we had to wait 3 hours and 45 minutes before the surgery because Dr. Tsai had a morning emergency surgery that bumped everyone back. No worries, see what I did with the time below.
The long wait allowed me to read my new favorite book: Letters by a Modern Mystic by Frank C. Laubach. It is about a man's experiment to live in a conscious moment-by-moment communion with God! Perfect for someone facing surgery!
(George is always taking pictures of me reading - I really need to make a book of all the photos he has taken over the years)
I also listened to Shakespeare's classic comedy, As You Like It, as I waited. I had only 8 minutes to go when the anesthesiologist came to call. He said I could finish but then the operating room nurse, Ruth Ann (I had a good friend named that growing up so I remembered), came in to prep me.
I was able to finish within one minute after surgery and before I was discharged, and finished it when I got home!
Any day I can finish a book is a good day!
He got the RIGHT foot. It has a pin in it to hold the tendon together.
Apparently, I didn't say anything incriminating under anesthetic other than, "I hope I don't say anything weird." Then, I was out. I woke up out of dream where we were discussing As You Like It with the people in the OR, but no one was interested in discussing it when I actually woke up. Go figure.
The OR recovery nurses were talking about a recent Oprah show, and I chimed right in (very disturbing topic so I watched it on Tuesday). I popped right out of the grogginess, unlike last time I went under.
It was so great to finally meet Johnny. He lived in Malaysia for five years, but we did not overlap. I made he and his friend, Mohammed, a Teh Tarik (Sweet Malaysian Pull tea). Mohammed was a sweet guy from Libya!
At 5:45 a.m., I removed the sugar bag from the cupboard to make Chai tea. This set off a chain reaction: the raisin bag fell against the pepper shaker, it fell out of the cupboard onto a 16 oz glass tumbler breaking it, the broken glass descended on to my foot cutting through the skin AND the extensor tendon for my big toe.
I tried to go get George (who was sleeping in the bedroom) by walking across the floor trying to apply pressure without getting blood on the carpet. When I realized this was futile. I whispered down the hall, and my Mr. Knightly sprang into action. Paul (who was sleeping downstairs and a family practice doc) came an hour later and said I needed to go to Urgent Care. We had to wait until it opened at 9 am. I got it stitched up by 10:15, but I got the grim news that I would probably need surgery to reconnect the tendon.
Moral of the story: Do not make Chai tea without steel toed boots in the kitchen.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
The Malays and Indonesians in town organized this at the last minute to benefit the Indonesian earthquake victims. Yani's family went and deliver food and water to the victims within a week of this open house that raised $2600!
Noorul just came to the US on September 22 with her husband, Khairol (behind her on the left) and three children. He youngest was only 2 months old when they stepped on the plane. She is a brave woman!
I am helping her with her English, and she is helping me with my Malay. It is a great match
I said "Sangat Panas" instead of "Sangat Pedas". That is what I get for trying to translate a word from English to Malay instead of just thinking Malay all the way. Panas and Pedas means "hot". in English, and we use them interchangeably to mean "spicy hot" or "hot weather". Doesn't work in Malay. They all had a big laugh about that.
It is so nice to feel like a child in language again. I love the challenge of it!
It was an insane week for me. The busiest I have had in a long time. I almost canceled a couple of times, but I am so glad we could just sit and talk for three uninterrupted hours in a quiet setting.