Dad made it to and from surgery this morning in record time. He really hates spending any unecessary time in the recovery room, and somewhere around surgery #70 he figured out the trick of the trade. He says after he wakes up he starts yelling for them to send him back to his room. I've never considered my dad a "yeller" (he's always been very patient and reasonable), but I'm so glad he's figured this out. (and glad he still has some good yells left in him instead of using them all up in my childhood) He tells the hospital staff that he doesn't want be in the recovery room alone; he wants to recover in his regular room. Mom and his nurse "Li" were of course very honored. :)
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