I'm still not 100%, I'm tired all the time and a short, strenuous walk can leave me quite breathless, I'm talking only metres and less than 50! Last week I went back to work on Tuesday, but I was ready to sleep after only being awake for three hours. They tried to send me home, but there's too much to do at this time of year. They said I looked awful. Gee. Thanks, guys. I had the procedure on Tuesday 9 February, and they let me out of the hosprison the next morning, late.
Over the weekend I slept most of Saturday, Saturday night and by Sunday was a struggle to stay awake so that I'd sleep well Sunday night - waste of time. Didn't sleep Sunday night. I don't think that I was this knocked around last time, but I wasn't fully anaesthetised. I wasn't sick from the anaesthetic, never have been, wake up ready to eat and drink and go home!
Last night I had a good night's sleep, after tossing and turning for over an hour I bit the bullet and got up to get myself a firmer pillow, slip a slip on it and it did the trick! Out like a light.
I've scribbled some notes while I was in hospital, but I need to concentrate on them to make something of them... I was drugged at the time! It was while I was unable to sleep after the anaesthetic wore off and I didn't sleep all night - I saw the sunrise, first one I've seen for a long time.
Oops! Oh, news. I have news. But I can't really tell you until I'm sure... don't wanna put the mockers on me!