This coming Monday, I’m going under the knife for my long awaited nose surgery. I’ve never had an op before, so I am a bit nervous, but mostly I’m really looking forward to it – not least because:
- I get 2 weeks off work, hoopla! I know, I’ll be in pain and probably sneezing blood, but work has been ridiculously busy and having a break will do me the world of good.
- I might be able to breathe properly out of two nostrils for the first time since…well, I can’t remember. Not sounding like I’ve got a cold all the time will be fabulous.
- I will actually have a bit of time (see 2 weeks off) to catch up with stuff. There’s plenty to do for the rugby club at the moment with our fundraising effort and I need to clean out our website content. Also plan to do some piano playing and painting.
- I’m intrigued as to how my body will cope. I’m good with pain (when I broke my leg I whimpered a bit tho) and I’m not fussed by blood. I know everyone will have different recoveries but I’m hoping mine will be speedy and I can soon be up and about, albeit bruised!
Anyhoo, Monday at noon is show time. The Boy is going to pick me up from hospital after my face has been sorted, and thankfully he decided my nervous whimpering in the build up is legitimate and he’s taking Tuesday off to look after me. That will probably amount to him being in the garage all day tinkering, but making me cups of tea every so often.
Good luck m’dear! I’ll be on a plane to Bangalore, but I’ll be thinking of you! I had a filling at the dentist last Monday and that was traumatic enough, so I’m very impressed with your bravery…