I remember they were really worried that I wasn’t waking up from my surgery that was scheduled from 7am to 8am. They also scolded my dad for coming in and telling “c’mon get up it’s time to go” until they saw me finally getting up and groaning about it being too early. You’d think it was their first experience with a teenager…

I gained some semblance of consciousness and heard crunching before I drifted back out.