Onwards & Upwards

Hi my blog friends

This is just a quickie to let you know I have had my operation. It was booked for the 7th Sept but they rang me on the 17th Aug and said any chance you could come in on Monday 21 Aug. I jumped at the chance, well as much as you could to have an op, I was really scared but thought that's another couple of week to recuperate before our little man arrives and I want to be so fit for his arrival so that I can be there for Claire. Claire & Craig have been wonderful.

I thought I was going in for a partial hysterectomy, but when the anesthetist came to see me he asked just to confirm do you know what you are having done. I told him and he said that's not what is in your records so we need to get your surgeon here to see you. When she arrived she said that in the morning get together to talk over all the ops they had decided to do a full hysterectomy because when all this started I had abnormalities and because in a 20 span I could possibly go on to have cancer they made a decision that morning to take it all away. She asked if I was ok with this. I was a bit shocked and looked at Paul. He said he thought it was the best idea as going under every 6 months is not healthy. I agreed and the surgeon said someone will be along to walk you to surgery. She literally walked away and a minute or so later someone came to walk me down. I had absolutely no time to think about it although apparently I did fight to go to sleep, I did think sod the gas give me a big brandy & babycham and what seemed like minutes, I was being woken up. I should have gone to a surgical ward  for the remainder of my recovery but my op took longer than they thought and in the meantime emergencies came in and took my place in the ward so my bed was attached to a motorised cart and was driven to the other side of the hospital and placed in the daycare ward. I had 2 ob's done one when I got to the ward and one before I left the next day. I remember looking at the clock with the mask on my face and it was 11 O'clock am when I went under, I got back to the ward just gone 4pm and discharged and back home  just gone 3pm the next day less than 24hrsback in the ward after major surgery. on leaving the hospital I wasn't offered a wheelchair after being told for the next couple of days I wasn't to walk, only to the bathroom & back to bed, I then walked through two wards down 2 flights of stairs. By this time I was in tears. A lovely receptionist came over and asked if I was ok and when Paul told her that I had just had major surgery she was fuming, she phoned the ward and demanded that I had a wheelchair. They were so busy Paul left me and went back up on the ward for a chair. He wheeled me out to a bus shelter, took the chair back to the ward then went to get the car to take me home.I seemed to be doing ok but on the Sunday I felt really poorly, Bank holiday Monday I had to go back in. My stitches inside had become infected and I had a UTI too. I've finished my course of antibiotics now, so It has to be onwards & upwards now. I still have bad days and know when I have over done things so I am learning to take notice of my body, but everyday I'm getting there.

Anyway it's all over now and I am on the mend. I have thoroughly enjoyed seeing Claire & Craig while recuperating.

Claire is blooming but finding it hard to keep her anxieties under control, but has a super network of people to contact if she needs it.

Maureen Thank you so much for my beautiful card, can I have your permission to put it on my blog but most of all the photo of me on the box you sent the card in. X

Also Thank you for your emails asking if we are all ok, you really are very special ladies. X

Will talk soon

Love & Hugs

Tina XX

PS-:  Paul just said, you call that a quickie.