Well, Maya’s surgery went really well.
It’s so interesting to me to observe how people carry themselves under these situations, particularly involving a lot of pain and a lot of narcotics 😉
It’s just the sort of situation that gives people a weird freebie to over-dramatize their situation, speak down to people, abandon manners even like simple please’s and thank you’s, and just expect all sorts of special treatment and “take time off” from being happy, positive, and optimistic.
I guess it’s no surprise that the real Maya is just who we thought her to be: able to see the good in not so good situations, grateful for anyone who does anything for her, fully in tune with the idea that she’s not the only one on this planet, patient with the chaos surrounding her like small children and a mother with a vacuuming obsession, able to tolerate huge amounts of pain and recognize that even though there is medicine available that you should try to avoid it as much as you can, willing and open to take advice about any and everything.
Maya is just the most remarkable patient, which means that when the conditions are perfect, she’s…like…superhuman.
Day 1 is in the books: we’re finally building her back.