2007-08-22 — Calendar entry — My first tattoo

At about 8:00 in the morning I was wheeled off to the operation floor. I don't really remember much of this now — I remember the later operations more vividly. I do remember coming around in a large recovery room and the Professor telling me it had all gone fine.

This is my first tattoo — and they are going to cut it out later in the year.

When I got back to my room I was immediately sick all over myself. It is surprising how embarrassed one (or me anyway) can get when something like this happens in a hospital — I'm mumbling abject apologies and they've probably had this happen hundreds of times and know well it is just one of those things.

Sarah and Ben left some time early in the morning today.