The surgery.

For obvious reasons this part is quite clody in my memory. I remember being wheeled down the hall..Sue had a hard time keeping it together. I knew this part would be the most difficult for my family because of all of the waiting. I was eventually wheeled into the operating room...as usual, a very cold, room. Lots of lights on the ceiling. I remember being moved at least once from one bed/stretcher to another...not particularly enjoyable. Someone from the anesthesia department was with me most of the time doing a lot of preparations. At some point I drifted to sleep. The next memory is of being woken up so that the doctors could perform the awake part of the surgery. This was necessary so they could test different sections of my brain to make sure they wouldn't do any permanent damage. I know they asked me some questions, but couldn't tell you what they were. I remember talking to Nicole (I think) she had worked with me yesterday at the dreaded MRI. She was very nice and I even remember announcing how I like Nicole. Mostly, I didn't like being awake. Ididn't want to hear the team talking and didn't like hearing the suction noise...kind of scary. I kept asking when they would put me back to sleep, however I don't remember if they answered. I guess it happened because my next recollection is being set-up in the PACK-U, which is an intensive-care recovery room. More on that later.