History and Romance buffs will recognize that this is not the name of the last Tsar's daughter. It's what they do to people in hospitals (Civil War soldiers would have been happy to have a bit of this). I got to try two different kinds; one would have been enough, but I had no choice.
My hospital experience has allowed me to empathize with two groups: one a little and the other completely.
First of all, I now know a bit about what women go through. I got a needle in my spine for pain relief. It worked so well (or they got the dose wrong) that my body went numb from my knees to my chest. I did not need that. Also, I now have a scar which might suggest having had a caesarian section. Of course, I did not suffer the pain of childbirth, because the Alien remains within. I'm told that I can expect more mischievousness in my digestive tract.
I now also know how paper feels, because I have been stapled! The surgeon assured me that this method is faster than stitching (all about him), neater (I was not planning to enter a b contest), and more hygienic (okay, I'll accept that).
I was always rather empathetic, so I did not need this past two weeks. But, it was a new experience. Life should not be boring...except sometimes.
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Prior to writing novels, the author enjoyed a multifaceted career: from decorated combat aviator to advertising professional to global communications director of a major consumer brand. He has traveled the world and met sports, film and television stars, political leaders, and royalty. He graduated from Middlebury College, is married, lives in Germany, and has two grown children.