By the sounds of things it seemed like it was going to be a massive operation...General anaesthetic and loads of pre- assessments and tons of letters...Quite ironic really as when you really need help when feeling crap all you get is Paracetamol...
Well I trusted my guts yet again as I felt its all a bit OTT and said I am a hardcore supermummy after two labours with no pain relief...so just stick that needle in , Mayn and I am going to be just fine...well apart from my freezing feet I was fine....
....So that was it, few minutes and an egg sandwich and a cup of tea later both tasting delicious after almost 12 hours of fasting I was free to go back home...Shame as I was quite happy to stay in hospital bed for quite some time...reading my mag, watching the ill world go by....few things did make me chuckle though:
1. Hello , my name is blah blah Do you mind if I just have a look...nope....Hello I am blah and blah...Can I just have a look? yeah, no probs!...go ahead! anybody else? trainees? cleaners? lol!
2. Now we will take you to the theatre...hmmm couldn't help but thinking : "whats showing today?" but apart from my naked bits not much apparently lol!
3. We are very sorry,looks like you will have to wait a whiley for somebody to take you back to recovery room...OMG taaaake your time, I am not in rush....this is like day off for me...not often i get to do nothing at AM hour...