Date for Cranioplasty

I guess using the right word is good — instead of saying they are finally going to insert the missing piece of my skull, I can just say that my cranioplasty date is set for 2/27 at Straub in Oahu. Yay.

All these cranio words.¬†Craniotomy — when they went into my brain to remove the tumor. Craniectomy — when they removed the piece of the infected skull. Cranioplasty — when they reconstruct my skull. I’ve been warned that the recovery from this is going to be hard, but then I remember that they said recovery from the original brain tumor was going to be hard, and I left the hospital the next day. So it’s going to be a damn breeze. Right? Right.

This NIH article¬†sure doesn’t make it sound like an easy operation though. Dang it.

The date for Disa to arrive is March 6th, which should be perfect. I probably won’t be able to drive by myself to pick her up, but I should be able to go with whoever to go get her. Right? Right.

I’ve left a message with my PCP to get my pre-op check-up scheduled. (She called back. Monday at 11. I hope my cough/crud that I have now is gone by Monday. I’m in full plague mode right now.)

I’ve left a message with the Infectious Disease doctor to talk about a pre-op PICC line of vanco.

The kids know the date, and I sure hope they can come be with me.

The end of the month feels so far away, but at least it is this month, and February is a short one.

I’m hoping I feel well enough today to at least go to the farm for a bit. The girls are bored. So bored! Although they did discover a rat’s nest yesterday that they thought was Big Fun until I made them stop playing with the little squeaky balls.

Hunting rats