This time last week I was going to hospital for my gall Bladder operation.
You will be pleased to know that all went well.
I arrived at the hospital at the allotted time. Received a warm welcome and shown to my single room to await the ‘procedure’.
My room was like a ‘hotel’ room ‘Was I going for a holiday?’
I was visited by my Surgeon who reminded me of the Surgeon I worked with when doing my training in 1963/5. A portly gentlemen with grey hair wearing a smart suit. He said ‘I will see you in theatre’ I replied ‘but I won’t see you.’
Everyone was kind and put me at ease. Going to theatre we laughed and joked and then I was asleep. Took a while to get over the anaesthetic. Incidentally I was first on the list and did not return to my room until 3.30 p.m. My daughter was waiting.
The registrar came to see me and said the op. went very well and that there had been stones in the Gall Bladder. He said I could go home if I wanted. But I declined as I knew I was still very sleepy and to travel from Bridgend to Neath on the M4 was out of the question. But it did raise the question as to why they had said in the beginning I could not be done as a day case. I will find out at a later date. Now it was time for me to get better.
I came home the next day and have been looked after by my daughter. Wednesday she went back home and am now back on my own.
The first few days I could not do anything and now I am very slowly getting back to normal.
I do have very inconsiderate neighbours’ upstairs as the week before he suddenly decided to have our walls rendered. he’s responsible for the walls and I’ve been trying for ages to get him to get the work done. They have started work on Monday with banging/drilling ect. and looking out of my bedroom window is the scaffolding and all the stuff from the wall – its likes a building site. They are also using my electric for the drills as they they adamantly refuse to answer their knock so it can be plugged into their electric. Incidentally nobody in our street like them. There is dust everywhere and has come into my kitchen too.
So with this situation it is difficult to get better. One need peace and quiet and ones flowers to look at. yet they are very good workers. Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday my daughter took me out in the car and my next blog I will tell you where we went.
So long everyone.