My surgery ended about 7 PM last night. The first 12 hours have been rather painful and a bit rough. 

I did get to go home, taking pain meds by mouth. That required a late night visit to our 24 hour CVS pharmacy, a large store with an employee who was verbally angry at having to work that night. 

I don’t think his hostile attitude is reflective of CVS at large, as we have used that pharmacy mostly uneventfully for 11 years. The employee was flat out hateful towards Janice between 1am and 2am, chewing her out, and telling her angrily to go to another store if she doesn’t want to wait hours for a common pain med. 

She had waited hours to receive my pain meds, had gone home, returned later than asked, and the prescription still wasn’t ready. Even if they are that ridiculously busy between 11pm and 2am to fill a generic med, they could be kind. If you know my wife, you know she isn’t a mean customer. CVS is going to receive a bitter complaint on a corporate and local level today for the employee’s terrible treatment of my wife. Completely unacceptable. 

He chewed her out, saying something about having to work when he didn’t want to be there and she could just go find another store at 1:45 am if she didn’t like it. 

We are finding a new pharmacy, my wife doesn’t want to step in there again. I don’t blame her. 

I haven’t slept except maybe one hour here or there. I guess having a golf ball sized tumor ripped from the neck, even surgically removed, is simply painful. Hurts more than I thought it would, perhaps the most painful procedure since all this cancer junk began. 

My cat is whining at me because she can’t find any shoes to lay on. So she decided I must be one big stinky shoe and is laying on me.

Totally unrelated: I’m down thirty pounds from one year ago. Don’t recommend the diet plan though. 

I suppose things are going as well as can be expected. I’ll improve. More later…