It's Right on the Tip of my Tongue (Part 2)

Where was I? Where am I? Oh. My mouth hurts. They must have done the surgery.
Which is cool. Cause that's what we went for. My tongue feels funny. Or my mouth feels funny to my tongue. Something.
   The nurse is saying something about waiting for me to be admitted overnight. I've never seen this nurse before, so I guess I must be in post-op recovery
   I said "I supped go home."
  She looked at me and said "what?"
   I tried again. "I'm spost go home"
   Okay that was a little better.
   " I HAVE to go home. My wife will think I'm cheating on her if I don't come home."
   The look on the woman's face was worth the pain saying that cost. Like "he's just had a biopsy on his tongue and his mouth and he didn't tell his wife he was going to have this what kind of person would do that?"
   Then I coughed.
 OUCH. 
That.
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HURT!
   So now I needed to spit. I told her I needed to spit. She gave me what looked like a plastic canning ring with a plastic bag attached. I tried to spit. It didn't work out too well. I hadn't had anything to eat or drink in 18 hours. Then I guess they had a oxygen tube in my nose while they poked around in my mouth and throat with a robot. So I was kinda dehydrated. But I did the best I could to spit.
   Finally the nurses decided they had discharge orders coming so they were going to send me back to my room so I could get ready to leave. 
   They got me to my room and Yvette was waiting on me. Her and Elicia both were there. They had waited on me to get out of surgery😊 Then they're talking about where they went to eat while I was out. Hmm. They didn't wait. 😮They left and went out to eat while I was gone. 
   I don't blame them. They had left for the hospital when I did. After 12 hrs or so I guess it's okay that they could be a bit hungry. Not that they needed my permission to be hungry or thirsty, they're both grown women. Even though they had both had a soft drink and a bag of chips before I was taken away. Heck, I know I was hungry and thirsty.
   I mentioned it to the nurse that brought me my pain pills. She asked what I wanted to drink and I asked for Dr. Pepper. She gave me 2 pain pills and a pack of crackers. I told her I wanted more crackers. She wanted me to take the pain pills first. I told her I wanted to get something on my stomach before I took pain pills. Especially since I hadn't had anything to eat or drink in 20 hours. I seem to recall that the orders they gave Yvette everytime they gave her pain pills after a surgery said:
DO NOT TAKE ON AN EMPTY STOMACH
   I broke the crackers in half, put them in my mouth and took enough Dr Pepper in my mouth to dissolve them so I could swallow them. I finally took the pills after about 4 packs of crackers.
   Finally after taking my pills, they brought me my prescriptions and told me I could get dressed so I could go home! WooHoo! I can barely talk, but I get to go home!
  We made it to the car and we left the hospital and I got asked what I wanted to eat. I said broccoli cheese soup. I figured that would be good to eat. It would be creamy and warm and wouldn't hurt my throat going down.
   Yvette starts looking for a place that would have broccoli cheese soup. It was after 9 PM. The places we could think of that would have soup were closed. So they said how about a milkshake. I didn't want a milkshake. 
   They had said I should drink broth or something like that. I KNOW. KFC!
   They have gravy. Gravy is just really thick broth. And I like KFC gravy. Elicia and Yvette didn't even argue with me. We went to KFC and Elicia orders me a container of Gravy. They asked if we needed a drink. Nope, just a container of Gravy. And a straw.
   We made it home. I'm feeling a little better. It doesn't hurt too bad to swallow. But I won't be eating anything too solid for a couple of days. I ate a piece of sausage this morning. (You don't want to see a picture of the scab that that tore loose from the lingual tonsillectomy)
And we wait to find out what the biopsies say to set a plan.

What made the trip to Memphis possible and all of this has been friends. Elicia drove us to Memphis. Allison watched the children and took them over to Mike and Ann's. And Seigle entertained them. Reverend Jamie, Shawn (the patient coordinator you from PET scan) and a whole lot of other people have prayed for us. And Ellen brought us food. And so we wait....

P.S. the white things you see in the tip of my tongue, those are stitches. I don't know if they're supposed to dissolve and fall out or if the doctor is going to take them out the next time I see her.