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... and actually I am riding the tide better than I thought this evening. It has helped that I have had loads of work to do since I got back from the hospital, and now I just feel shattered, so hopefully I will sleep! Meanwhile, back on the Urology ward my poor A is visiting the toilet for the hundredth time this evening following his rather alarming phosphorous enema earlier tonight. If there was an Olympic poohing team…

I have spent the last few days in a state of euphoria, tipsyness and with the odd tiny moment of impending doom. It's been an intoxicating mix. And now at last (insert fanfare) we arrive at The Last Day. But I am skipping ahead. A and I had our engagement/house warming/pre operation shindig on Sunday evening and despite two spats in the morning - one that saw A just get his keys and slam the door before heading off for…

Excuse any spelling errors – I am what is technically defined as a little bit drunk. ;-) (that's my big lashed grin by the way). This evening I sat in a beautiful park in the grounds of a country house and listened to the English National Orchestra play. I was with the wonderful A (my true love) and a group of fabulous fun friends. As dusk descended the orchestra started to play Dambusters, and we heard the feint thrumming…

It was weird yesterday evening as we sat on the sofa for our evening chat. "This time next week I'll be in ICU" says my lovely A. I tried to quell the slight rise of panic when I consider it. Thing is, we have had such a lovely time in the last few weeks - seeing lots of friends and family, going out and doing fun things and chillin' at home that The Big Op has got hazier and more unreal. We've sat and looked at the drawings…

I braced myself this morning after being informed yesterday that I absolutely had to go to a client meeting in the City today. I got up early this morning, got showered, dressed, did hair and added a goodly layer of make-up to hide deathly pale countenance. I didn't look so bad. Spent another twenty minutes at home making sure every possible ounce of extraneous material was wrung from my body toilet wise and then drove…