On Friday 26th August I went into Frimley Hospital to have my vaginial hysterectomy.
This went well, I was on ward by 1500 Friday afternoon, I felt a little let down tho, I would thought the nurses would have been a little bit more caring, I got the impression they thought I was there because it was a hysterectomy, but not because I had cancer.
I needed to allow people ie my mum and partner know where I was and asked them to explain how to use the bedside TV/Phone, and was told you dont need that you going home tomorrow and use your mobile, luckly for me I had it with me.
Was moved beds after tea, as turned out I was in the 'pregrenancy' bit and this was closed at weekends.
Good move as I got the bed by the window, and I have have been so pleased to attempt to sleep with a little breeze.
Saturday came and I was asked I am wanted to go home, which I grab with both hands, seeing the food which was offered and the way the staff treatment me, I though sod it get me out of here - bad move. after the on-call dr was paged I had to wait to be seen I eventually got seen at 1945, but I was discharged and home tucked up in my bed by 2100.
WEEK 1
Sunday had friends to come and baby sit my as my partner was unable to be here as he had prior arrangments to see his family and his son, sleeped quite a lot that day.
Monday Eldest daughter returned from weekend visit to grandparents, and my parnter & his son where here, went for a short walk outside with Tim and found it too much for me, so went back to bed.
Tuesday went and saw local Dr to make sure they were aware I was home and also to get paper work for work sorted, signed off 6 weeks :-) then spent most of day up but in a chair and even started a game of mopoloy, had vistors in afternoon.
Wednesday missed that one as slept all day
Thursday my partner took me and kids out to local museum, where he borrowed a wheelchair to put me in
Friday hired a wheelchair from red cross so i could go shopping as my eldest was starting 6th Form and he needed clothes
Saturday had a family day at home
Sunday Tim boy went home, my eldest daughter went back to her dads, and Tim also returned to work (night shift)
Now I know how the empty nest feeling feels I cried for a good 1 hour, as suddenly the house felt very empty
