So, I finally had my operation on Thursday, and I was lucky enough that they only needed to take half the kidney. I’m genuinely grateful — could’ve been the whole thing, so I’m counting that as a solid win.
So far I’ve only had a couple of codeines and paracetamols, which I think is pretty impressive, RIGHT. The biggest of the five holes is giving me a bit of attitude, and my flank/back is a tad sore, but overall I’m doing alright.
The injection they shoved in my back to numb me up was… something else. And now I’ve got the joy of sticking a needle into myself twice a day for the next 28 days. Living the glamorous life.
And let’s not forget: my poor peperami has never been in so many hands in its entire existence. “Embarrassing” is one word I could use — but let’s be honest, NOT.
But truly — I’m grateful, I’m healing, and I’m on the right track.
