Surgery time

Once the OR was booked, Vince held my hand as I was being rolled to the OR. He was trying his best to comfort me but he was a complete mess.

“Hon, don’t worry. I’ll be fine. This isn’t the first emergency surgery without anesthesia; knowing me, it won’t be the last time!! Matt’s gonna but a little lidocaine on the area before splicing me open, perform the appy, clean up and close me up. Don’t worry, Vin! Matt’s the best doc around and the only one I trust,” I said.

“Right now, I don’t even want to know how many times he fixed you up without knocking you out; it’d make me worry more about you. I’ll be right here when you get out. I love you, babe,” Vince said.

“I’m looking forward to be back with you. I love you too!” I replied.

Seconds later, Matt, a few nurses and I were on an elevator up to the OR. Once in the OR, Matt warned me that when he gets to perform the actually appy, it’d get rather painful. I reminded him about the mangled up bullet that he pulled out of my clavicle about 18 months ago and I’d refused anesthesia at the time. He chuckled at the memory of me cursing him out and telling him that he’d never pick up a scalpel again. He knew better than that; he knew that he was the only doctor I trusted anywhere within a 70 foot radius of me.

After getting the lidocaine on and letting it start working, Matt started the incision. He was quick to remove my appendix.

“Dude. You are so effin’ lucky that you came in when you did!” Matt exclaimed.

“Why’s that? So you could cut into me?” I asked sarcastically.

“No, you wise ass! If you didn’t come in when you did, your appendix would’ve burst and caused a horrid case of sepsis,” Matt said.

“Just my luck, right? Sew me up and get me into recovery. My husband will be pacing a hole in the floor if I don’ return soon,” I said.

“He’s your hubby? Thought he was your uncle. Sugar daddy?” Matt asked.

“You know damn well I like ‘em a bit older than me! Sugar daddy my ass! You know I don’t have a need for a sugar daddy. Plus you know who funded the hospital so it wouldn’t shut down,” I replied.

Matt knew originally I donated $8,000,000 to the hospital so it wouldn’t shut down plus a yearly donation of $2,000,000 to keep the supplies coming in as well as part of the electricity bills paid off. I also implemented time lights so the lights would shut off or dim after a certain amount of time.