Iuch - my back hurts...
got home from surgeryh sometime last ight. All went well, according to the doctor. Sory if this post is a bit stream of conciousness, but I'm a bit loopy off the pain medicine, and also, I'm laying on my back typing this on a keyboard on my lap, with the laptop on the floor, which I turn over and look at every few minutes when I have the energy.... heeheehee....

The doctor said the surgery went well - smootghly. No major complicatins. The only thing was that some of the herniated disk had already started calcifying (turning into bone0, WHICH HE DIDN'T DEAL WITH YESTERDAY *WOULD HAVE MADE THE SURGERY MUCH MORE COMPLICATED, AND ITI WASN'T NECESSARY TO DEAL WITH TO ADDRESS MY SCIATICA). iT MAY, HOWEVER GIVE ME TROUPLE IN THE FUTURE, BUT LEST HOPE NOT.

gONG UNDER WAS INTERESTING... 9Whoops, I just noticed that I hut the caps lock key sometime back ... oh well). anyways, as I said, going under was a bit interesting. After they got the IV running, cleaned my back with the iodine stuff, and had wheeled me into the room right outside the OR, I met the Anathesiologist (sp?).

DR: "First, we'll give you some relaxant, just to calm you down a bit, then wheel you into the OR, set you up, and then put you under for real. However, you probably won't remember anything"
[She injects me with the relaxalnt]
Me: "Really? tell me something that I won't remember, and we'll see if I remember when I wake up"
[She ignores my request, and starts asking me about my job - or lack thereove]
Me: [interrupting her] "Waitr - so you mean from this point on, I won't remember anything?"
DR: "Yep."
...
That's the last thing I remember before I went under.


So... I'm at home now. My back (the bit where they cut in_ still hurts like a mofo. I can't really move my torso front and back, so as you can imagine, that severly limits my movement. I'm pretty much constrained to the bed. Every now and then I can get up, sit up, stand, and walk, but that takes a hell of a long time to do, since I have to do it all without bending my torso.

anyways, I think I'm losing it.... wheee!

Going to bed now - waking up tomorrow at 5am, report to the hospital (l'hopital for you french people) at 6am, surgery starts at 7:30am. Whee-hoooo! Thanks to everyone who called / emailled / Yahoo IM'd.

-dan

I just went through 4 wonderful hours of pre-op where they poke you, prick you, have you pee in a cup for evil pleasure. No, they were actually quite nice about it all.

Hmmmm, I think I'll have some brie.


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Happy Year of the (Hee)Horse!

Tonight was (Chinese) New Year's eve. My big sis came home for a nice big home cooked meal. Verrry very very yummy. We had fish, fat choi, this shrimp dish on rice crispy thingies - all traditional food. Yum! Afterwards, we had zien deuri, and nian gao for desert over a nice game of bridge, where my sister and I were losing pretty bad, but almost caught up at the end. Sorry about not being more descriptive about the food, but I don't really know their english names, and it's hard to describe...

So, I got into USC Law School today. I applied there on a whim - I recieved a letter from USC with an application waiver, and applied on grounds that I could surf there. I'm not sure that I would actually go, but it is ranked 18th (not bad), and it is in California...
Anyways, my first acceptance - yay.

I can't imagine myself in anything leapord, but:

What Pattern Are You?
Site with links to transcripts and .mp3 recording of the Fresh Air interview with Gene Simmons of KISS where they end up trading insults.
http://www.csua.berkeley.edu/~danh/npr/