It’s hard to get a descent night sleep in the hospital when staff are coming in at all hours of the night taking vital signs, etc., but I will have to say the staff did a good job of keeping interruptions to a minimum. My IV pump on the other hand always seemed to be alarming for some reason or another. I soon began to refer to it as Achmed wake the dead. My wife left early that morning to go home and get a few hours of sleep. Not long afterwards my surgeon arrived to see how I was doing. He said that surgery took a little longer than expected because I had a small pelvis and it was difficult to maneuver. He was glad that we had opted to do neoadjuvant therapy to shrink the tumor prior to surgery, which made the procedure easier that it would have been otherwise. He upgraded my diet from ice chips and IVs to broth and clear fluids and it felt good to get a little something in my stomach. I was up and moving around a few times during the day. My wife returned later that day and we settled in for another night.
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