Blind almost all day, and that’s really frustrating.

Felt better around noon, ate a hearty breakfast and lunch, made a walk around the floor once I got my eyes partially opened.

They had told us that 85% of FFS patients leave by the end of that day, and being competitive, we certainly didn’t want to fall outside of the norms. So we began planning on checking out before dinner, and checking out was easy, if getting a cab was not.

Mary Jo got me back to our hotel around 5:00, where I laid around and put ice on my face and slept fitfully, waiting for the next authorized time to take my Percocet (9:00 and 3:00, morning and night).

The night was fitful and ugly, employing wet rags, frequent adjustments, and some sleeping.