The cloud from when I arrived at the hospital this morning has dissipated into wisps of high cloud. It’s breezy but, for Wellington, quite a glorious day, especially for the Hobbit premiere, and altogether far too good to be in hospital recuperating from an operation
Ive had to many surgeries over the past 10 years. The pre-op procedure is almost becoming routine. With that done I was wheeled off at 9am this morning. They told me they were inserting a needle with a ‘light’ sedative and that was the last thing I remember till I woke up in Recovery. The surgeon is confident he has clean tissue all around the chick pea so that is good news. As for the node biopsy that will have to be put through all the tests and I will find out next Thursday what the results are from that.
i haven’t shed a tear since Peter left this morning.
So here I am in my hospital room writing a blog. There’s a little pain but the policy here seems to be to keep me well dosed up with painkillers to keep me as comfortable as possible. I am a wuss so I am quite grateful for that.
It’s actually altogether far too hot to be in hospital. Must be a good sign that I can sit here and complain about the sunshine rather than pain or the disfigurement that I can’t really see yet. (I am still in one of those horribly fashionable hospital gowns.