Arrived at the priory on time, Told them I was there and was ushered in to the admin room.
I was paying cash and this seemed to annoy the lady admitting me especially as I had no £5 notes so she could split the payment down into hospital, aneasthatist, and Mr Levick.. she was actually quite stoney faced and annoyed me somewhat with her attitude and huffing and puffing..
Porter took me to the ward and the nurses couldn't have been more different, nothng was too much trouble and they were very professional yet warm and welcoming.
Aneathatist (can never spell that) guy came in, very nice chappy in his 50's.. had a quick chat and he said he see me later.
Mr Levick came in and quick chat.. said he'd see me in a mo in his work gear down theatre.
went down to see the aneathatist, had a very jovial chat and last thing I rememeber is wishing you could buy aneasthtic in bars as it felt damn good for about 3 seconds before I blacked out
Woke up feeling great (the aneasthatist is one top dude !!) no illness, headache or anything. .. but for some reason my fecking chest was on fire
.. well kind of.
It wasnt as bad as I figured initially and it settled quite soon, went back to my room and chilled all the rest of the day, slept pretty good ( I sleep on my back normally anyhow so no difference for me) had some painkillers and it was manageable.
had drains out (waste of time being in as I didnt bleed at all on one side and I've spit more blood brushing my teeth than was in the other side,) left side drain was very painfull, bit like how I'd imagine having a nipple pierced with a blunt safety pin I'd say
.. right side was out before I noticed and didn't hurt one bit.
Got up, got dressed, jeez how much fun is putting socks on now
, went for a pee .. that hurt too as I had to undoo button fly which meant pressing inwards with both arms.. ouch.
got a taxi to the holiday inn where I stayed for friday and saturday night (nice hotel, quality food, good staff, just a bit on the steep side though), taxi driver just threw bag through first door so I had to charm the receptionist (I've just had an operation and the lazy taxi driver has left my bag at the front door..sob.. sniffle..) to carry bag to my room as there was no porter.
Had a girlfriend come down to pamper me and am very thankfull I did as I'd have been fecked otherwise, couldn't wash myself or get dressed next day due to stiffness and tenderness.
I'd say the feeling saturday and today is one similar to how it could feel if someone had made nice fine incisions in my chest then rubbed salt and vinegar into them and then given me a good stamping on.
I'm £3650 poorer, black, blue, purple, yellow, red, brown but a Sh** load happier than I was lastweek
It's early days but I'm happy with what I've seen so far even if it does hurt like a slap in the face each time I sneeze or move to quickly.
I'll do some before and after shots in a bit..