Good morning, Everyone!
No work today, I still feel... strange from the anesthesia and oxycodone. Damn they have good drugs today and no need to sneak around to get them.

The anesthesia made me slowly float away.
I knew I was in for it when they gave me two pain medications, one being a half a bottle of oxycodone. I didn't think they gave us that much anymore. The other one turns my urine orange. It is supposed to target the area. I'll stick to that one. The oxycodone kept me awake until after 10pm. I've always had unusual reactions to strong narcotics.
The good news is there is no more blood in my urine this morning. I have always healed fast and I am not a bleeder.
The “10-minute” procedure ended up lasting well over an hour, with even more time spent in recovery. As I suspected, my tendency toward low blood pressure concerned them, and they wouldn’t let me leave or even stand until it was back in the safe zone. Honestly, what did they expect? I hadn’t eaten or had anything to drink in nearly 20 hours, and no solid food for more than 36.
On the plus side, the sugar-free Seagram’s Ginger Ale, they gave me in recovery was good.

As was the Cambells chicken noodle soup I wanted and had when I got home.
The delay was because they discovered a small tumor. The doctor scraped it for a biopsy but decided not to proceed further until the results come in. I’m hoping, God willing, full recovery will be underway by my birthday in late May.
Last night, I noticed longer intervals between trips to the bathroom, and I’m hoping that continues - though it might just be because I hadn’t had much of anything to eat or drink in so long.
No worries my friends. The previous CT scan and the previous procedure did not find the tumor. It is new and small. Whatever it is, they have found it early.
It may be like the small tumor they found on my adrenal gland in the CT scan. They determined that was nothing to worry about.
Never fear, God is always with us.
All is well.