The day after my Uterine Fibroid Embolization, I filled my composition notebook with copious notes. Lots of stuff about the nausea from drug withdrawal (described previously in gut-churning detail) and the pain. Recorded some concern over my increasing blood pressure and pulse rate. Was told that those both increased with increasing levels of pain. Also, kept jotting down how often the nurses checked on me. I felt the standard of care was exceptional.
Spent some time figuring out what I wanted to add to the blog. Jotted down new categories and outlined new pages. I am now slowly starting to implement the changes.
Once again, that flower image from the day before appeared and I sketched it. Could not imagine why I kept having this thought until I discovered the vascular closure system the doctor used on my femoral artery. It looked like a flower. Yeah, weird. Like “The Twilight Zone” weird.