I am finally here, all drawn up & ready to go. No more planning or waiting.
Waking up from anesthesia went even better than last time. I came out so gentle, like I’d just had the best sleep of my life, no aches, pains or sore throat & absolutely no nausea.
I’m not going to lie but the first 18 - 20 hours were rough & there were a few moments where I thought what the hell have you done to yourself.
Getting up for the first time was a bit scary & most of it wasn’t painful except for the part where you use you’re legs as a lever to sit up, ouch!
The only struggle I did have was with my left drain. It decided it didn’t want to stay in & all day it very slowly started to slide out.
I was really looking forward to seeing my husband & going home to my boys as I wasn’t able to have them visit due to Covid-19 restrictions. Little did I know that home was going to be so hard & all I would want is to go back to hospital!
I cried quite a lot this afternoon. I originally had planned for my husband to stay home for 3 weeks off work to help me & take care of our boys & only do a little work while I rested & the boys were at school. Instead I came home to chaos.