Thank you everyone for thinking of me. The surgery itself went about as well can be, but everything around it was a show.

They got me in after a bit of a delay, but it was the "recovery" that pissed me off. Five and a half hours sitting in essentially an ER berth waiting on them to decide to clean the room. Or get a bigger bed as I'm a bigger guy. All of that waiting while being forced to lay on my back in the undersized gurney with a fresh incision and dressing there and tubes coming out of the dressing as it is one of those fancy wound vac dressing.

Once I finally got to the room, it was a game of pain management and positioning while coming to a realization that the muscles cut in the operation were ones I used for nearly everything, particularly getting myself up from a flat position, bending over and even lowering myself to my surprisingly low toilet and recliner (the two big stops tonight).

For a little while, I'm going to utilize the recliner for sleep as well as lounging about. A lot less pain.