I've got all sorts of things going through my mind today... It's been another short while since I last wrote anything but I've got a new date for my operation. Its this Thursday 6 November! Eek!! Not sure how I feel about it to be honest. Very non-plus'd at this moment in time, good or bad, who knows. It'll probably hit me tomorrow like a brick through a window.
I rang the hospital last Thursday asking when they think a date might be available and how long do people usually have to wait and it all depends on circumstances. If it was a small fusion where they could do 2 in one day and only need one surgeon then rearrangement is easier. Mine, however, I need 2 surgeons, the theatre for the whole day and an ICU bed to top it all, so all those things need to come together to enable op to take place.
It's ironic really because Friday morning I text my boss at work and asked if I could come in the following Monday to organise coming back to work. As lovely as it is to be off work and being paid for the privilege, its not me. Much to my lovely husbands disgust I need to go back to work, for my sanity if anything! He's right tho, it will cause me more pain and break me again before the op. Ten minutes after arranging a meeting for 10am on Monday, I had a call from the hospital informing me that I was booked in the following Thursday.
Yay!!!! Now to plan things. First things first, make another 'to do' list.
1. Sort bedroom! total mess, again!! My lovely hubby has bought himself a camp bed so that he can sleep next to me and not in bed with me cos he's frightened he'll hurt me. I'm not complaining! he has a tendancy to lean on me during night and who wouldn't want the whole double bed to yourself! This bed however, was opened up as the mattress was folded and creased in the middle and we thought it would be a good idea to let it settle. It has now become a dumping ground for his washing, the family's ironing and other stuff I'm dreading to look at.
2. Pack! What do I take - first 48 hours I'll just be in a hospital gown, I think. I've been informed no underwire bras as they are uncomfortable - my boobs without underwire will not be good - for the first few weeks, I doubt I'll be wearing a bra - omg, my boobs without restraint will cause serious havoc and have a mind of their own. Lord knows where they'll find them when they bedroll me!!
Nightshirts, clean undies, toothbrush, dry shampoo, bandana, hair brush and sanitory towels. Yes, at this important time in my life, my monthly has decided not to play ball and has decided to go AWOL! It was originally expected a week before my original op date but as of today I'm 7 weeks over and no, I'm not pregnant - the lovely hubby's had the 'snip' so its stress and anxiety due to this flamin op. The one thing I am absolutely worried about this op, is not the pain, how long I'm going to be laid up for, it's my bodily functions. How embarrassing for me to have a monthly when unable to reach down there...I'm dreading it - even worse ...a poo!! I have had a laugh with my lovely neighbour Di about trying to wipe ones backside when one cannot bend. Joking is one thing, actually doing it...omg if someone has to wipe my arse I'm going to die!
Anyway, I've rambled on too long, there are loads of things to add to my 'to do' list, but I honestly can't remember what they are. Best go and make a start on that room!
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