Susan and I have celebrated New Year’s Eve several different ways together over the past sixteen years, but this year will be a first for us.
New Year’s Eve, Susan is having surgery.
It’s minor laparoscopic surgery and shouldn’t be a big deal, but Susan wanted to have it done this year (2011) for insurance purposes, and so the doctor scheduled her surgery for Saturday — New Year’s Eve.
The original plan was to schedule the surgery at 8am; that way, if Susan was feeling well enough to go home later in the day, she could. The surgery’s been pushed back to 11:30am. Because of this, the doctor suggested Susan should “bring an overnight bag, just in case.” I don’t know how late doctors make rounds on New Year’s Eve, but I’m guessing it’s not very late.
“I hope she gets released early, Doc. Daddy needs his designated driver!” <- example of a joke doctors don't find funny. At least not this one. So, chalk a new one up on the list -- resting in a hospital bed for New Year's Eve.
The excitement just never ends eh Rob LOL
So we take the party to her. How do the nurses feel about champagne at midnight? Probably OK if you bring enough for them!
All the best Susan.. Going in hospital in 2011 and coming out in 2012! however did Rob manage? ;-)