Oh how long I've been waiting to write this diary..
ArrivingArrived at the Priory and went to the front desk. Felt a bit nervous, but not too bad. Paid, got taken up to my room, Bourneville number 24. Pretty nice room. Sat in there for a bit with no real idea what to do..
And then..A nurse came in. Had to answer lots of questions, get my weight taken, height, etc etc. Had to get into that f*cking surgery gown but got my dressing gown on as quickly as possible. With hindsight, I'd recommend waiting to do your blood test before you get changed. I felt like a bit of a knobber sitting in the waiting room in a dressing gown..
The waiting gameLiterally just sat around now. Watched TV, filled out my menu choices, got bored. Said "come on Levick" to myself a few times. Eventually, he came in. Filled out a form, various questions etc. He told me it'd be a couple of hours until my surgery.
Three and a bit hours later..A nice girl came in and took me to the "go to sleep" room. Was a bit nervous at this point, as it all suddenly dawned on me. The anesthetic is some seriously strong business. I was out before he'd finished his "I'm putting the stuff in that makes you go to sleep now.." bit. Woke up in the recovery room.
Feeling really quite drunkWould be the best way to describe waking up. I was talking random crap to people I now cannot remember at all, when Levick came in. He described the op as "perfect". Good stuff. Heard the dreaded "h-word" but only to say ".. no hematoma at all". Excellent.
Back in my roomDinner came. I'd ordered soup and an omelette. The soup was really nice, but I still had a fairly strong taste of anesthetic in my mouth, so didn't really enjoy it. I was bloody starving though. Ate about half the soup, then mustered up the strength to push my table away and fall asleep.
That eveningI was fairly comfortable. Probably still quite high on all the chemicals. Watched the football on TV and slept a bit. Overall I'd say I slept around 6 hours, so not bad at all. Various nurses came in through the night with anti-biotics / painkillers / etc.
Breakfast is servedTwo fried eggs and bacon. I think this was around 8.30 am. A bit sore, but not too bad. Watched TV etc, then Levick came in. Said again that it went really really well, and he was surprised at how much there was to take out (you reading Yorkshireman?
). He just said "200 fatty tissue, 100 gristle".. not sure if that's each side, or overall. He was really good at this point. Said things like "you've done it" and ".. another victory in my personal war against gynecomastia!". I asked when my drains would be coming out.. about an hour later:
The f*cking drainsThis really did hurt. Seriously. It was the initial sharp pain that was bad. I hadn't bled much, which was good.. but yeah. Afterwards though, I was straight up for a piss (the drains were attatched to the bed before, meaning I couldn't really get up, and didn't want to piss in a bottle). Felt pretty good.
Chilling outStayed in til about 4pm. During this time, I ate lunch and watched TV. The lunch was absolutely awesome. Seriously, the food was so nice. Not really much else to say about this bit. Got given some anti biotics and painkillers (only taken two the whole time though). Anyway, checked out and got a taxi to my hotel.
Last nightLevick told me I could stay another night if I wanted. I really shouldn't have turned him down. I missed having food bought in and a better TV but I also wanted to basically get out of hospital and all the nurses (as nice as they were) all the time. Last night was a bit gash - I wasn't really in any pain, but the bandages are quite annoying I feel. Eventually fell asleep and..
This morningGot up early to get an early train home. Was bloody hungry at this point (about 9am this morning) so got some food and got on my train. Not a bad ride home.. relieved to have it all over with.
To sum upI'm really glad it's all over. It hasn't really sunk in yet. I'm not in any pain and can feel more movement coming back all the time - e.g. it was a hell of a lot easier to put a t-shirt on this morning than it was last night. My only complaint is with this chuffing bandage, which is itching like an absolute bastard. Don't seem to be too swollen either..
I'll keep you posted. Any questions would be very welcome.