1.  Good drugs.  My doc believes in a full general anesthesia for D&Cs in these circumstances.  Bless his heart.  Despite the sore throat from the damned breathing tube, I got completely knocked out as soon as we got to the operating room.  Didn’t (really) wake up until about an hour ago.  Yeah, I was up and walking in an hour, got in a taxi with the boy, came home, but I was pretty much sleepwalking.  Three cheers for good drugs.

2.  The dog slept with me for that 3 hours I spent sprawled in bed.  Every time I turned over, she hunched herself closer.  Because that’s what whippets do.  God, I love my dog.

3.  No cramping.  Last night I was convinced that the miscarriage was starting.  I was pissed, since the whole point of this was to reserve tissue for genetic analysis, and the last thing I wanted to be doing was finding a jar to catch and carry said tissues across town.  Anyone in the NYC area needs a D&C by a doc with a steady, gentle hand, let me recommend mine.  The cramping is gone, even though he said he was giving me picotin to keep my uterus “cramped” so it wouldn’t fill up with blood.  And I’m barely spotting at all.  This is what I was hoping for, recovery-wise.

3.  I had coffee for lunch.  And a roll smeared with week-old Bree.  Because I can.  No wine tonight, but it’s on the menu for tomorrow.  

4.  I had a $750 credit at my clinic that I knew nothing about.  Instead of waiting til I was discharged to refund it, as is their usual wont, they applied it to my doctor’s fees, cutting them just about in half.  Nicer than they had to be, and totally unlooked for.

5.  I’m feeling ok.  Not fantastic, not get-up-and-sing, but ok.  Might go for a walk later, though the boy says I’m too pale to do so (“with a really weird looking yellow tint”)  I told him that was my natural mutt skin-color and that we needed to specify “jaundiced looking complexion” when we do our donor search.  He didn’t think it was funny, but I did.  See?  I’m making jokes in poor taste that no one else finds amusing.  I must be feeling better.