Today I have lung function tests to see if I can breathe by myself through my surgery, or whether it’s best to put me on a respirator for the duration, in case I kick it suddenly. I use the phrase ‘ kick it ‘ loosely, since I can’t kick anything, obviously.
The operation date is now expected to be September 24th.
Its going to take him about 7 hours, and be very involved, and obviously very traumatic for my rather long suffering body, which can feel the pain that im not actually conscious of.
This week my bolts and screws are moving all the time, and i’m definitely not ‘ well’. I look ill ( apparently ) and am losing weight ( muscle ). The internal inflammation is taking its toll on me.
I feel like I’m sort of on fire inside, though i can’t properly feel it at all – it’s just ‘ there’. My spasms give away that I’m in pain that I cannot feel.
At the same time I’m being ‘ harassed ‘ to appear in post matrimonial court, actually when I’m due to be in Intensive Care…. well that’s not really going to be very likely, is it? It’s been suggested that I ‘ appear by phone ‘ … from ICU? Whilst on hallucinating opiate painkillers ? Mmmm – not really legal to start with…..
Seriously, someone from my past needs to give me a break here, I feel.
Some things are even more important than money….imagine that ( if you will ).
Talking Wills, ive just altered mine again to reflect recent ( well since December 2017 ) events.
Its important to have these things in order before you go into surgery like this – in fact they ask you to make sure you have, so I have.
There are always Winners and Losers in every eventuality, aren’t there?
Thanks so much to my fantastic carer, Laura, who has been just brilliant these last few weeks. And thanks to Hanna, for introducing her to me.