It's true, the bone marrow thing was not nearly as bad as I had thought it would be. The back of my left hip is still pretty sore, but there is no lasting damage. And I slept fine. Mom can attest to coming out of the drugs just fine. She spent most of the day with me and I think she may have been questioning the necessity of that visit toward the end. Thanks for keeping me company Mom!!!
Speaking of the pain in my hip...last night, around 10pm I decided that I had not taken anything for the pain yet and it was getting close to bed time so maybe I should. I got myself two Advil, a glass of water and sat down on the couch. About 2 minutes later I was wondering what I did with my Advil. I could not remember taking it, but I had my water, and could not locate the pills. I said out loud (Nik was with me):
"Huh, I hope I actually took that Advil, cause I can't find it and I don't want to take more."
To which Nik replied "You're not supposed to take Advil!!"
"Since your thing today! I told you like 5 times today. I even asked you if we had any Tylenol and you said, yes, we have a big bottle of it!"
"I don't remember this! You can't tell me important stuff while I am under anesthesia!"
"I thought you were awake! They told you not to take it for like a week cause it thins your blood and that is bad for this procedure."
"I don't remember this."
Oh well. I hope that one (potential) dose of Advil will not do too much harm.