Transplant complete!

The kidney is out. Wooo!  Unfortunately, that means Sue is lying in bed doped up on Percocet, so this blog entry is being brought to you by her husband, Al.

The surgery went as well as could be expected. Into the hospital at 5:30, change into a gown with no ass, then get wheeled off to an operating room. (i was surprised to see that the gowns still hang open at the butt. Really, modern medicine? You can replace an organ but you can't sew a thirty cent robe? But i digress.) After that, it was three hours of nervously pacing around a waiting room (me) or lying passed out on a table while strangers loot your internal organs (Sue). After that, she was wheeled into a room and i was allowed to join her.

Good points of the week so far:

1) Everyone is alive and well, and Logan seems to be taking the kidney well.
2) The room is a single, so i was able to stay with her
3) There's a lot of football on today, so we're able to keep ourselves distracted.
4) The staff is friendly and supremely competent.

Lousy points of the week:

1) Surgery hurts. A lot. Sue is as tough as they come, so when she winces, i know it's no joke. She's bearing up remarkably well, but it's still hard to see.
2) Hospitals are noisy. Lots of beeping and clicking and general mechanical sounds, all interspersed with some lady down the hall who can't stop moaning and yelling the phrase "No one is going to touch my butt!" ...We didn't ask.
3) They brought me a chair that folds out, but i was too dumb to fold it out, and spent the night sleeping in this weird pretzel shape.
4) Said sleep was fitful at best for both of us, mostly because people keep coming in every hour or so to inject drugs, draw blood, replace IVs, and do other medical stuff. All important, of course, but distracting.

So...yeah. There ya go. Hopefully Sue will feel more perky in the next few days and provide an update from her own fingers. Thanks to all for the letters, texts, emails, and other general messages of support. It's been nice.