How many responsible adults do you know?

Here's the problem, I have to have another hysteroscopic myomectomy on 8/25/09. Whenever you have a surgical procedure, not matter how minor they say, "Make sure you have a responsible adult who can drive you home." Sadly, I no longer have a responsible adult in my life, whom I can trust to do this. I have no idea how I got to this point in my life.

When I had the hysteroscopic myomectomy in May 2009 my mom drove me to and from the hospital. The problem with this is that the hospital is 46 miles away in Atlanta; and mom hates city driving. Mom is also 79 and has cataracts. Apparently while I was in surgery my mom slipped and fell in the waiting room . . . face first. She ended up with a big goose egg on her forehead and her right eyelid was bruised various shades of black, purple, and blue for about 2 weeks. So there I am in recovery worried sick about my mom and how we are gonna get home. Fortunately she was able to drive us home; but when she stopped at Walmart to get the prescription for my painkillers filled she decided to do some shopping and was annoyed that I didn't then want to go to Target which is another 20 minutes away. "Earth to mom, HELLO MOM! Just had fibroids yanked out of my uterus, I need to lie down and take drugs." She then told me she did not like my disrespectful tone. This is why I no longer feel I can trust her to be my responsible adult, in these situations. I don't mind having her along, but I need someone else to drive me.

Oddly this is not the first time something like this has happend to me. In 2006 when I had the surgery that determined my vulvar cancer was benign, I had my best friend since high school drive me. This woman was valedectorian of her class, a National Merit Scholar, and came in 2nd place on Jeopardy. Yet even though I told her on the way out of the hospital that the anesthesia was wearing off and I was in major pain and just wanted to get my Rx filled and go to sleep. This dear, sweet, otherwise intelligent friend, decided she needed to stop at a Walmart for a freakin' oil change on the way home! She literally dropped me off at the front door and then drove around back, to the auto bays. Fortunately the were all booked up.

I need to make some new friends that live nearby. The kind of friends that can be responsible adults. It's not like I'm an antisocial hermit. Although I have many good friends there are only 4 I would consider responsible adults. Of the four, the one that lives the closest is about 90 miles away and she works as a teacher so it's not like she can just take off work to chauffer me around.

1)How do you define a responsible adult?
2)How many responsible adults do you know?
3)If you had to go to the hospital for surgery, who could you trust to pick you up from the hospital, get your painkiller prescription filled, and take you home?