and for my next trick . . .

[realthog]

So tomorrow it's back to hospital (a different hospital, in fact, but when you're staring at the ceiling blearily they all look much the same) to have a bit more surgery done.

This time it's nothing so baroque or flamboyant as on my last excursion: merely a matter of having arterial stents ("kissing stents" is the rather charming technical term) emplaced in both legs via a puncture in my groin area; as a special bonus, they shave my groin for free!*

As far as I can understand, the experience should be roughly the same as for the angiogram I underwent a few months ago, and I ought to be back home by evening. I get the impression that for the next few days I may be of use for not much else but looking pitiful and occasionally drooling in an earnest manner -- two activities for which I have a pronounced talent. If I'm up to it, I'll do some research reading for Bogus Science; if the residual anaesthetic is still making my mind wander, I guess my reading matter will be . . . less demanding. To be honest, I have my fingers crossed I should be able to carry on work as usual: there's a lot to be done.

Recovery should be fast thereafter. My hope is to get across to Nottingham, UK, for Fantasycon in mid-September, where there's the possibility I can do something to assist my novel The Dragons of Manhattan, currently in severe danger of being "orphaned" owing to circumstances beyond its publisher's control (major illness, something that's of course far more important than the fate of any novel . . . yet I have to think about the novel too). If I do make it across, this'll necessarily be -- for reasons of both expense and time -- a down-and-dirty trip, just there and back, with none of the bopping around to see friends/rellies that's usually a major part of such ventures.

Of course, another lure of Fantasycon is that it'd be nice to be there in person for the British Fantasy Awards ceremony, just to witness first-hand my failing to pick up a BFA for the anthology New Writings in the Fantastic. I've managed to miss the vast majority of awards ceremonies in which I've had an interest, so . . .


* As they did preparatory to angiogramming me. My innocent fantasies of this act being performed by a Barbarella-style delight were shattered cruelly when the nurse in question appeared at my bedside, complete with his nautical swagger and his bulging, tat-adorned biceps. All that was missing was the can of spinach.
 

Comments

[nick-kaufmann.livejournal.com]

Wishing you a speeding recovery!

[ogre-san.livejournal.com]

Good luck with both the stents and the BFA!

[sarcobatus.livejournal.com]

"All that was missing was the can of spinach."

Oh my . . . well, I guess there will be no pinching of this nurse's bum!

Best wishes tomorrow, P. I'll be thinking of you -- while my head is wired for sound, no less. That should make for interesting reading.

*hugs*

[lonfiction.livejournal.com]

Watch out! Anesthesia + research can add up to some pretty strange interpretations! :)

[charlesatan.livejournal.com]

Good luck and take care!

[thalinoviel.livejournal.com]

Fingers crossed!

[quietselkie.livejournal.com]

drooling in an earnest manner

Sorry, I got a huge chuckle from that, Veronica.

Take care and we'll see you on the flip side.

[pgtremblay.livejournal.com]

Best wishes and hang in there.

[nballingrud.livejournal.com]

All right, just this once more, but after this you're going to have to stay out of hospitals for a while, mister.

[time-shark.livejournal.com]

Good luck, Paul, on all fronts.

[al-zorra.livejournal.com]

May all parts of this procedure go smoothly and painlessly, and the recovery time be swift.

I hope you will be able to attend Fantasycon.

Dang.

This is the nicest part of summer too.

Tu Amiga -- C.

[ellen-datlow.livejournal.com]

Good luck on it and speedy recovery so you can take me yardsailing next week! ;-)

[sartorias.livejournal.com]

Best wishes for swift procedure and swift recovery!

[lilithsaintcrow.livejournal.com]

The mental image of Popeye fiddling about your groin with a disposable, pink floral razor will haunt me for the rest of my years.

And not in a good way.

Here's hoping Barbarella will be on duty, and that the whole thing goes smoothly, and that the recovery goes well!

*hugs*

[fledgist.livejournal.com]

May you recover swiftly and thoroughly, and may all your pains be minor.

[plattcave.livejournal.com]

Speedy recovery, my friend!

[jmward14.livejournal.com]

Sending my best medical mojo and speedy recovery wishes. Big, healing hugs, Jean Marie

[eglady.livejournal.com]

The real issue, you know, is when that groin hair starts to grow back in, and itch ...

Sending assurances your way for tomorrow, so nothing else needs shaving!

--M