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Be Back Soon...

Well, op day is here - that is, assuming it doesn't get bumped for any reason...

Some of the realities of it all dawned on me last night. For some reason I thought I'd probably be coming home tomorrow (Friday), if it was just keyhole surgery. However, after talking to mum, it seems the earliest I'm likely to come home is Saturday. If it ends up being open surgery, I might not get home until mid-next week... Hmmmm, I really wish the hospital had discussed this a bit more with me so I had some idea of what to expect...

If you're someone I know in real life, feel free to contact Dave at home and find out if I'm up for visitors - I find hospital SOOOOO so boring, so if I'm not actually unconscious, I'll probably be hanging for a visitor or two!

Gosh, gosh, gosh, gosh, gosh... I'd so much rather be giving birth, I have to tell you!

Talk to you all again when I'm free of this pesky gall bladder...

Comments

Jen said…
Good luck Sif :) . Hope that you are home again very soon and pain free :D . Thinking of you. xoJen
Good luck!! I hope you don't have to stay in hospital too long and that all goes well and you are soon feeling better!!
katef said…
Thinking of you!

I'm sure it will all go perfectly and you'll be back home pain free and eating junk real soon!
Melissa said…
Hope all went well. Thinking of you.
Spiralmumma said…
Much love xxx

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