Dear Fentanyl:
I think I love you.
We met this morning in the operating room. I was about to get a medi-port installed in my chest. I was cold and tense, knowing that I would be awake when they used the scalpel to imbed this plastic tube under my skin. I was trying to distract myself by counting the dots of the sterile tent they draped over my body and head. One of the four medical team members shaved a large patch of my right chest. Soon the surgeon would give me two local shots and start cutting. Then you snuck in.
The tube in my arm that was serving antibiotics was now serving cocktails. Like room temperature double shots of 151 Rum. The tension in my shoulders vanished. My eyelids relaxed. My cold fingers unclenched. Christmas music played in the background. Let it snow. Take your time out there Doc, I’m having a happy party under this blue tarp.
Although we had an intimate relationship this morning, I sense you leaving me already. I can see why certain celebrities have paid dearly to have you back. But you have done what I paid you to do so I bid you adieu. I hope it will be years before we connect again.
The operation only took 20 minutes, then to the recovery room to watch Family Feud. After care instructions: No driving today. No heavy lifting. Don’t make any big decisions. So I guess I’ll fold up my laptop now and stop bidding on that three story treehouse in Reykjavík that sleeps 15. Wrong color anyway.
Lumpy Bob 
Thinking of you and praying for you alllllllllllllll the wayyyyyyyyyyyyy Bob… And Cheryl too! If there is anything you guys need Cheryl… let me know… I know how guys are they are hesitant to ask. But we are here for you both ❤
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Thank you Jerri. Last week I had the strangest experience. I was driving along, actually paying attention to the road and where I was going next when I had the sensation of a crowd of people praying for me. It was very humbling but a stark reminder that I am not alone as a member of the body of Christ.
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Bob, we have put you in our prayer list and our small group. Anything we can do please let us know! Blessings and a very Merry Christmas 💚❤️💚❤️🎄
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Thank you Laurie and friends.
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Bob, I’m glad you were put into an sedated, relaxed state during that procedure.
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“Twilight sedation” is their term for awake but don’t care. I guess I’d rather sleep through it but, whatever works.
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Despite the sadness of your reason for starting the blog, I’m loving your stories. I think this is an excellent way to cope and communicate. Keep it real. Your happiness is our happiness and your sadness is our sadness. The comments may not flow as frequently 3 months from now but know each person who writes or reads, you are connecting with them and they with you.
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Thank you. Will do.
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What color was the treehouse??😆. Your writing has always been fun to read! So glad you are keeping up your sense of humor! Praying the good Lord will see you through this!
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