Waiting ...

... and more waiting! Seven hours of it!

Shayna stayed with me for most of it, which was a blessed relief!

I finally got into theatre at 4pm, for a four hour operation.

When I came round there were 8 consultants and nurses eagerly staring at me. It seemed to have been a success.

Back in recovery I discovered that unfortunately they locked my phone and my regular meds in the surgery locker and the unit had closed for the night. So I had to wait until the morning to let everyone know I was still alive.