Tuesday was operation day

I was supposed to go in for my operation on Tuesday afternoon, but I got a phone call on Monday at 6pm asking me if I could go in on the Tuesday morning instead at 7.30am (at least it would mean less waiting around ;o)) so I said yes that would be fine.

So Tuesday morning I got up and got Evie up just before we were due to leave and asked her to make sure she let James know if she had done a poop (as he cant tell otherwise).

So I got to the hospital and told them that I was there for a hernia operation and they showed me to my room ;o)

wide door for beds to fit through

a one way window

toilet and sink

shower

narrow wardrobe

hospital bed

I was then seen by a nurse who asked me a load of questions and took my blood pressure and my temperature (I am guessing to make sure that I wanst ill).  I asked her what time she thought my surgery would be and she said that I was in the middle of his list and she reckoned I would between 11/12 o'clock. She also plonked down on the bed a gown, some modesty knickers and surgical stockings and to put the stuff on after I had seen the anesthetist.

knickers, gown and stockings

I was then seen by the surgeon and was asked if my hernia was still there and I said that it was.

I was then seen by the anesthetist and was asked about previous operations etc.

I then got myself dressed in the gown and watched tv and waited...

finally just before 12pm I was told that they were ready for me...

in the waiting area just outside they made sure I was who I was supposed be, then they said that I was getting anesthetized and the next thing I knew I was waking up in loads of pain...

after being given more pain relief I was taken back to my room and was bought in some tea and toast.

After a while I was seen by the surgeon who said that it had gone well and that I have to go back in a week to have the staples taken out, and that I would be able to go home soon.

About half an hour later a nurse came n to see if I was able to get up and go to the toilet, I then got dressed and waited for her to come back with the discharge papers and medication.

I finally got home just after 4pm and kept on saying to James that I would like a cup of tea and I had to wait three hours for one!  He clearly wont make a good nurse maid!

I found it quite hard the first night to get in and out of bed but I think last night it was slightly better.

James was supposed to be working from home for 2 weeks but got told on Tuesday that he cant for the whole time now!  So he will be the days that I need to do stuff!