About bloody time too..

First and foremost I must apologise to all my avid readers for not blogging for a while. I have a good reason, honest!!!

There was me looking forward to the lovely bank holiday weekend, until Sunday arrived and I had to cart myself off to hospital. Wasn't sat in A&E too long thankfully, and the rest of it is a bit of a blur really as the morphine kinda kicked in after that, all i remember is lying and sitting in strange positions on the bed just to get comfy, showing a bit of whale tail for all the other patients to see. I kinda remember an old toff bloke next to me but have no real clue as to what they were saying or what had happened to him, he just had a really distinctive voice. What what what...

After that they shoved me up onto a ward and kept me there for a while until they slowly decided what to do with me... at first I thought great I'm going to be able to have surgery straight away and be done with it but noooo, as all bank holidays this one brought in 5 emergencies so I was put back until the next morning. Sleepless night in a ward with other woman, one i think has got a major problem. I have never heard a woman snore like it. You might has well have put a bloke next to me and put a megaphone to his nose. Unfortunately the morphine didn't help me sleep.... I'm serious it was horrendous.

So as you can imagine I'm a little pissed off that I have only had about an hour's sleep, they then decide to take me down to theatre. Don't remember anything until I woke up in recovery and I might add in agonising pain, so again trying to sleep was a little bit of a nightmare, it's not even as though they were trying to be quiet. Chatting and laughing, how is anyone supposed to sleep with all that going on?. Oh and the fact that you have a blood pressure machine attached to you that squeezes the life out of your arm for half an hour!!!

Finally I get taken back to the ward, ahhhh sleep....once again not gonna happen. They hadn't checked me properly when I left recovery because if they had they would have realised that I had bleed all over one of my pillows. So had to move and get that sorted. Lying back day dreaming of clouds and beds and all of a sudden in comes the lunch trolley. Grrrrr, that bloody thing rattles like you wouldn't believe. So I ate lunch as I was a little hungry considering I had nearly starved to death the day before waiting for surgery. I troddle off to the toilet, then back to bed. Ahhh sleep....and again disturbed by a machine used by the lady opposite. It was like one of those machines that you use to dig up concrete, you know the ones I mean.

By this time, I was getting pretty mad and was very short with the nurses and the tea lady bless her, I did apologise tho, as I did feel a little bad about it. So what with all that I decided that I was going to discharge myself, probably wasn't the best idea in hindsight but I just wanted my own bed and wanted to sleep...

I didn't really give the nurse's chance to disagree with me because once the idea had popped into my head it wanted to stay there and I was determined to go home.

So that was Sun and Mon, weds when I felt able enough to get up and slightly dressed, ie no bra as it hurt too much, well I say that basically it was because I couldn't actually put a bra on lol. Walked on down to the walk in centre to get the dressing changed, but the nurse took one look at it and sent me off to the hospital, saying that I needed gas and air to have my dressing changed (joy). So toddled off to the hospital waited about 10 mins before they shoved me in a cubicle, got me to put on a gown and lie on the bed, then they decided that they would rather do the procedure in the theatre as it would be easier as the gas and air was already in there. Doped up on morphine, the gas and air was a welcome change, felt like my whole body was somewhere else, that was until they started working on me and was abruptly brought back to the present. So all patched up and with make up strewn all down my face from tears I made my way home, promising that I would be back on Fri for the same treatment.

I can't be bothered to write anymore in all honesty. I still have a 6-7 cm hole in my armpit, which I am guessing will be there for a little while yet. I've had a long hard day at work and I'm very tired and a banging headache, gonna ask for cuddles and see if I get any lol

Adios......