3rd April 2017
Here I am sitting in my hospital room, operation tomorrow. I've been admitted, I've had the dye injected and the wire inserted bloods taken, and I've been questioned and questioned and then some more questions. But everyone has been fantastic, so friendly and kind, I have my own room, it is beautiful, not like a hospital at all. Dark oak furniture, lovely big lamps on the bedside tables, wood effect floor, I have a wardrobe to hang my clothes in and a side board with a lovely flower arrangement, a tv and an ensuite shower room, lovely comfy chairs to sit on, and I'm not a private patient. I don't feel like I'm in hospital at all. The Day room is lovely too, tea and coffee making facilities, tv, books,games lovely sofas. It's all so nice... I'm missing home, but I am very lucky and counting my blessings that I've got this far and tomorrow at this time (I'm first on the list for theatre tomorrow) it'll be done. Whatever they find it'll be done and I can move on to the next stage. I think I'll go and make myself a cup of coffee now, it's needed, I didn't sleep well last night and was up at 5.30am, it's been a very long day so far....but I'm relieved and very happy this day is finally here.
Stop this ride...I want to get off!!!
