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Aftermath

After checking in at the Surgery Pavillion (not actually a party place, but still pretty nice), I got to sit around and converse with my mom and with three or four nurses who occasionally visited. I didn’t actually began the trip to the Operating Room until around 2:30 Friday afternoon — the earlier surgeries had gone a bit longer than expected. I never made it to the OR, at least not as I remember it. The “cocktail” the nurse anaesthetist gave me that was supposed to prepare me for “really going under” itself did the trick. I felt great for about a minute, and then I was gone.

The next thing I remember is waking up in a recovery room around 4:30 and feeling quite good — probably the closest approximation to drunk I have ever experienced. I called out to the guy at the other side of the hall, joked and talked loudly with the nurses and surgeon, and generally had a great time as I came down from the drug-induced high. It wasn’t long until I started feeling pain, but as distant as it seems now, I’m pretty sure they gave me another pain med booster shot into my IV about that time. During the two-hour surgery, I sucked down 3 IV bags and the next thing I noticed (but only once it was suggest by a nurse) was that I needed to relieve myself in a pretty bad way. With lots of help, I made my way off of the bed and across the hall to the bathroom, then back onto the bed. I don’t remember too well what happened in the rest of my time in the recovery room — perhaps I fell asleep again?

At any rate, around 6:30 or 7:00, we finally left the hospital. A nurse took me down to the parking garage in a wheel chair and then he helped me into the car, a Subaru Legacy that barely fit me with my leg-that-would-not-bend (due to a brace, not the surgery itself). My mom, who had spent the whole day at the surgery pavilion with me, then took me to my parent’s place here in Bellevue. By the time I got home and situated on the family-couch-turned-bed, I was in a lot of pain again, so I took the first of my oxycodone 10mg extended release tablets. Well, this stuff really is pretty powerful, and although I wasn’t exactly comfortable afterwards, the pain was dull enough to get along.

The first night was uncomfortable; the couch did not a good bed make — it was not supportive enough and its backwards tilt gave me some back pain the next day. I had to get up twice on my own to go to the bathroom, and one of those trips was combined with tuning off my mother’s cell phone, which was complaining about a low battery every five minutes with a loud beep, and turning off the dishwasher, which was complaining about nobody emptying it every ten minutes with a series of loud beeps. Suffice it to say, I didn’t stay on the couch the next two nights.

Saturday was actually my birthday (the surgery was a day-early present), but my mom arranged a surprise “rolling party” for me. Throughout the day, various friends showed up bringing good cheer and cards. It was really quite a bit of fun and did a good job to keep my mind off of the pain. That night we wached Transformers before calling it a night. I slept in my brother’s old room; it was much more comfortable, especially after I discovered that not raising my leg on a pillow actually reduced pain for me. I only had to get up for the bathroom one time that night. I also had a two am fall on the stairs (not: not down the stairs, but on the stairs) as I tried to get my ice bath container refilled. It didn’t hurt, but it did teach me that I need to use the railings to go down stairs, and it did wake up my parents. My mom refilled my ice container, and everyone went back to sleep, eventually.

Sunday I was in a lot less pain than Saturday; I was able to walk around (with crutches) a lot more, and generally be more jovial. The rolling birthday party continued with a few more friends coming by; Spiderman 3 was the movie of the night.  My surgeon Dr. Wahl also called and we discussed a few things including weight-bearing (ok as long as comfortable, because no meniscus work was done), metal in the screws and pins (a titanium molly bolt and a titanium molybdenum pin, as I recall), and when the surgical dressing can come off (no earlier than Tuesday).

Today, I am just now getting ready to take my first of the twice daily oxycodone extended release. I haven’t used any of the “booster pills” since Saturday, and I hope to continue that. It is raining and dreary, so I guess I won’t be going out for a run today…

Surgery Day

Hopefully this is the only post with this title for a good long time… at any rate, today my Mom is picking me up at 10:30, and I report to the UWMC Surgery Pavillion at 11:15. About 4 or 5 hours later I should be leaving with some sort of drug high, my new knee brace and icing cuff, and some newly installed ACL-like tissue in my knee.

I’d like to thank all of my recent well-wishers; I really do appreciate the support you’ve all offered and given.

Finally, the Biochem test this morning was an unmitigated disaster. I did enjoy the bike ride there and back, though — it will be my last for a long time.

Remember

In the movie V for Vendetta, the 5th of November plays a vital role:

Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot.

But the crux of the movie is this:

People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people.

Which is an eloquent way to explain why I decided to donate $100 towards Ron Paul’s 2008 Presidential campaign today. While I am not afraid of my government in the corporeal sense (yet), I am afraid of where my government is headed. Ron Paul is only the only politician in the fray who offers any hope of changing the direction my government is headed more than a few degrees. And I do believe there are icebergs out there, waiting to sink this ship. Not today, probably not tomorrow, not perhaps for a hundred years. But we’re steaming towards them, and not many in government today care.

Once a Year

Some time this morning, I noticed that the permalink for my last post was not simply “wasted”, but rather it was wasted-3, implying that I had used the title twice before.  After a short investigation, I found that this was indeed the case — wasted was written in 2005 and wasted-2 was written in 2004 (it was imported from greymatter, so it received the “-2” moniker). I guess I didn’t have a wasted period in 2006; perhaps this will have to do.

At any rate, I figure having only one post with that title per year isn’t doing too bad. So while I get over the sniffles I acquired while staying up too late watching the first two seasons of Battlestar Galactica, listen to my music, and plug away at my Bioengineering project (due Tuesday), and contemplate some of life’s mysteries, I think I’m going to be just fine.

In other news, I changed the slugs for the three “wasted” posts to -2004, -2005, and -2007. Once a year.

Wasted

First the good news — some very good friends of mine threw me a cool early birthday party at Golden Gardens park. Alice and Sabrina — Thanks!

Now, the less happy things. My first technical interview ever went poorly. That is was with Google, a company I may actually want to work for, adds to the pain a little. I don’t expect much after my performance, but I’ve been surprised by events before, so I won’t give up hope either.

Life has also been a bit stressful recently, and I responded badly this weekend, getting nothing done. At a critical juncture in the quarter, a whole weekend wasted!

Between me and surgery on Friday, I have quite the line-up: I’m interviewing with Microsoft on Thursday, four or five Biochem lectures to watch before a test Friday in the early morning, a CSE project milestone, a BioE project and two labs, significant work on my BioE capstone project, and probably a few other things to finish before I get older.

Just got to keep my eye on the prize.

CSE Affiliates

Today amidst my classes and lab work, I spent a few hours chatting it up and dropping resumes off at the CSE Affiliates fair, an event where a bunch of companies that want to hire UW CSE students show up to get resumes and convince people they are worth working for. Among the companies I talked to:

  • Yahoo (opening office in downtown Bellevue)
  • Intel
  • Redfin (Real estate… have two friends working there)
  • Zillow (Real estate… one friend there)
  • Adobe (Two friends)
  • Apple
  • Cray
  • Pluggd (Video & Audio search… they seemed particularly interested in me)
  • Microsoft
  • Cozi (Family organization products)
  • Chief Architect (Home Design software, Coeur D’Alene, ID)
  • Pure Networks (Network Setup Software)
  • Adapx (makers of a Smart Pen)
  • Marchex (Cool water bottle givers, online advertising)
  • Tableau (Data visualization)
  • Pelago (Outdoing Google Local)
  • WhitePages.com
  • Teranode (Life sciences modeling software)
  • TalentSpring (Resume Social Networking)
  • Google

I may have even missed a few that I talked to — there was a lot going on!  At any rate, Google is last on purpose — I didn’t actually drop a resume there, as I did at the rest of the places on the list. This is because I have already been in contact with Google, and I have a phone interview with them on Friday afternoon.