I'm back....

Well it is all 'done and dusted' so to speak. I am home a little worse for wear, but glad that it is all over. I won't bore you with the gory details but it is suffice to say - I am never having it done again!!!!! In actual fact I am not in any real pain - more tenderness and I show no visuals what I have had done - but boy, I do feel it - a wee bit tender everywhere. I dread to think what they do to you while you are 'out'... Apparently it took about two hours to do. I remember bits and pieces of post op - but I am not trying 'to remember' too hard. All's I want to do is drink cups of tea and sleep. I bought 3 magazines before I went in - splurged on the latest 'Inspirations' - I have read about one whole page and that was this morning at home... I feel quite unsettled and keep wandering around the house...

By comparison to some, I had quite minor surgery although it involved a few risks as they work up close to the front part of the brain and the optic nerve. I think it was that that bothered me the most really. You always hear about that one in a million chance of things going off the board. Poor P I told him that if anything went wrong I didn't want to be revived - this was only a little while before I went in. I think that the 'nearest and dearest' go through their own anxious time when any type of surgery is involved. Between P and my girls I felt very cared for...

I have to say that I was treated very well by all the staff from the surgeons right through to the cleaner - but there is no place like home...

Well, onto the recovery part of the plan and once I am firing on all jets again getting onto the next part - the new job. Right now though my pillow is calling once again... My thanks to all of you who have sent me messages they are most appreciated...