In Surgery

Enrique and I left the house this morning @ 6 a.m. for the hospital.

We went upstairs to the pre-op ward and Enrique changed into a teal
hospital gown.

A bunch of different doctors and nurses started coming in one by one,
asking questions - usually the same ones.

"What's your name and birthday? When did you last eat? Any allergies to
medicines?"

After a while, Enrique's surgeon came in and we all greeted her as an old
friend and introduced her to Enrique's sister.

Soon after he lay down on a guerney and got an injection of a sedative. We
each gave him a kiss goodbye and they wheeled him away.

That was twenty minutes ago. Just now I got a call telling me that the
surgery has begun.