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Ok so spent the Thursday night in CCU , with snoring people around me.. the emidural was fab could not feel any pain.. but also could not feel my legs was fun. Mum and Jerry came to see me the night was high and happy ... on the morphine ...

Next morning visit from consultant and tribe about 10 people oh how popular am I .... they said they were really pleased with me and they we sending me to step down sounds like a dance step. A friend came in to see me and could not believe how well I looked... she also said that on Thursday afternoon at school some of the girls wanted to know if dance was on and if Mrs Cheetham would be in .. she said I was preoccupied I bet well should have explained to the surgeon I had a dance class to do.

Tubes in my neck, drains in my side, tubes in my arm and enough bandages where they had used me as a pin cushion... the anesthetist called to see me and asked how her favourite patient was doing. I bet she says that to everyone or it could have been my comedy act in recovery.

The other funny thing that happened was not fun on the persons behalf but from my point of view it was. Mum phoned my Uncle at work he was busy so left a message Natalie doing fine she is in CCU and you can visit.... got translated by the receptionist to your niece is in CCU and you need to go quick... you can imagine his surprise and mine as he dashes in and I  am trying to explain he needs to take his jacket of ... and the relief on his face when I am conscious.

Tubes down my throat of what a weird sessation... and the delight full new abendage my bag ( not named as yet)

Ok well enough for to night sleep is terrible at the minute and upside down also some god dam terrible dream sorry for blast feming  any way must try and get some sleep.... I will continue with my journey and my excirting life and adventures I am having (not... but enjoy)

Thanks and keep reading xx

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Right OK I know no blog since before the op but for of you out there wondering I am still alive... It has just been difficult.. the simplest things take for ever  I able to discus things but when I shut down to write them like finishing reports and that I can not do it.
Life is difficult and strange at the minute. Post op wise on the road to recovery.... Cancer wise as good as it gets at present so where do I begin well for those of you interested I suppose I should start post op.

Well 12 hours in the theatre ... not that I knew it...woke up in recovery thinking I had the biggest hands going as though I had those massive gloves you see at American football games... also felt like I had the biggest pair of rubber knickers a bit like the trousers that ice hockey player wear.... Then lying there talking to the nurses and anesthetist .. next the surgeon came out and I could here him trying to talk to someone else then I said I am over here..... He had gone in to the wrong area .. in charge as usual .... So about 10 o'clock at night I am wheeled out of the recovery room to see Mum and Jerry gowning up to come into CCU... and all I went on about was that they had broken my foot.. of course it was not broken just pressure sore .......ok I am going to go for a bath and will write some more later .

Thanks again for the silent support I hope you enjoy a snippet of my life . I will bring you upto date very quickly with the ups and down and perhaps what my future holds ... Love you all xxx