Yes, I am indeed deveined. At least on the right leg. They intended to do the left one too, but didn't want to exceed the safe dosage of lidocaine. I'll do it another time.

Yesterday, The Princess took me to and from the doctor's. Bro took off work a little early so he could pick Bubba up at school and take him to piano lesson. The Princess also picked up pizza for dinner.

Hubby went out for a beer with the guys. **ahem** Just wait until his upper GI scope next week.

Yesterday, my leg was thickly swaddled with bandages and ace wraps. This morning, I removed them all, took a shower, and applied my TED hose. Damn is that hard to do. But I did it.

My leg has bruises from thigh to ankle. I have at least 30 to 40 puncture wounds, which are covered with steri-strips. Some parts are tender to the touch, all of my leg is swollen. But the doctor said it went very well.

I had no pain during the procedure, except for the initial stinging of the lidocaine. There was a lot of weird tugging - eeuuw.

I haven't taken any vic0din - just ibuprofen. We'll see how today goes. If I need one tonight, I'll take it. The rest go in the safe.

Luckily, Bubba's school had to postpone Field Day due to rain today, so I don't have to feel bad about missing it. I'm hoping baseball practice will also be cancelled.

I have no plans today. Maybe the store. I am allowed to resume normal activity, but I'm going to take it easy anyway. And of course, I'm calling in sick for tomorrow, but that's because Blondie's coming!

I can't wait to see her. She says she'll put my TED hose on for me!

You may or may not know that I have varicose veins. They're kinda bad, although not as bad as my dad's and nowhere near as bad as my brother's.

But they're pretty ugly and they cause me grief, so I'm getting them removed tomorrow.

I got the veins on my left leg taken out when I was twenty-six (twenty years ago!), after Bro was born. They actually knocked me out, made many incisions and removed them completely.

This time, they'll be using lasers to seal up the small ones, and they'll remove the big ones and the clusters through a small catheter.

No stitches, no incisions, no general anesthesia - just punctures. No scarring.

They told me I could go to work the next day, but I'm calling in sick anyway - Blondie's coming for a visit!

I still should be able to coach Friday and Saturday, and have fun with my girl while she's here.

But then again - why would they give me forty vic0din for pain?

Wish me luck!

Yesterday, Hubby and I took Bubba to his baseball practice. (Yes, I was assistant coach. And yes, I did it on my own terms.) The practice was at a school, and there was a track next to the diamond.

A track with hurdles. High hurdles.

Guess whose ears perked up when he saw the hurdles?
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