They want two hours to be sure I don’t bleed or keel over for some other reason. Nancy already brought me some chocolate milk from the cafeteria to break my fast. All is well. The catheter went in IJ so I didn’t need as much sedation as I’d feared; I believe I was largely conscious the whole time though definitely relaxed. No problem that I forgot to bring my OSA jaw support appliance.

And now the local is starting to wear off where the tunnel crossed the clavicle. Ah, well. I just may enjoy some narcotic come bedtime.

You guys wanted updates, you’re getting updates. I believe I can restrain myself from describing each bowel event when they become the center of my life next week.