If all goes well this will be my first published weblog post, done out of boredom.

I have a few things to get off my chest, but I will start with my most irritating problem and then work my way down in a succession of lightly relevant posts until I become bored with posting.

On Thursday the 10th of July at 9:30 am I underwent my first elective surgery. Seeing as how I am Thirty and I have never had any trauma short of a a good head bashing (thanks dad) I was quite apprehensive. My wife took me to the operating theatre where I was to undertake the dreaded surgery which consisted of a septoplasty, Turbinate reduction and endoscopic sinus surgery.

The operation only lasted for about 45 minutes and once I was administered the initial “calming” drugs I was set.
I awoke at noon, groggy yet happy and lucid after the surgery with slight pain pulsing through my sinuses and head. The nurse was great and we chatted about how autoclaves really didnt do much in the way of destroying prions and other forms of free radicals that were non bacterial. After a few minutes of that I was gretted by my lovely wife who was taking a stroll in the neighborhood surrounding the surgical complex. Since I was still doped and loopy they allowed her to assist me in getting dress and discharged me after taking a few readings.

Normally after people go through surgery they are able to sleep directly afterwards due to the pain medicine and the discomfort from the actual surgery… not me. I was up until about 11:00 pm, I don’t really know why, I just could not sleep to save my life. I was also a bit on the edgy side as my wife pointed out, but that is all to be expected after a semi invasive surgery.

On July 11th I was in a much better mood but still in a bit of pain, so I popped a couple of painkillers and hung out all day watching trashy tv. Nothing really interesting about that.

July 12th… more trashy tv, I also discovered that all tv was trashy. I must be really out of it because I was watching a show called “I love money” and there was this white boy named white boy, he didnt act like a white boy, and then some people that I was led to believe that I should know… but I didnt, so I turned off the tv and read a book. Less pain in the nose so I took less painkillers. Then I discovered that apple released Iphone 2.0, so I decided to install that… 2 hours later I was at the genius bar getting a replacement Iphone with the older version of the software on it… with a bleeding nose. So I took some more painkillers.

July 13th, heart palpitations. The best way to describe the feeling would be to imagine getting butterflies in your stomach, then move that sensation up to where your main pump resides. Weird. It was just from the trauma of the surgery. Also less painkillers.

July 14th, back to work, no painkillers. Heart palpitations. Strange craving for outback steakhouse, can’t taste anything so I have some soup and a bagel instead… why in the world would I want to eat at outback? Left work early, slight pain in the nose like a real bad cold.

Since this is the first blog and all I would like to mention that I have no idea how to actually bring a post to conclusion.