Back on the ward there seemed to be a hiccup with the list and I was bumped up the queue. Suddenly I was changed and checked and walking down to theatre. I have to say that I was extremely nervous, never having had a major operation and remembering my time in theatres. The only part i never like was being in the anaesthetic room when patients were put to sleep. It always made me feel faint. Now it was my turn and I'm scared. However, I needn't have worried, everyone was wonderful, the anaesthetist chatted away and the cannula was in, followed by a small amount of relaxant. A mask was put on with some oxygen and I remember thinking about each of my family in turn and saying 'make sure I come back'.
The very next thing I remember which seemed to be seconds later, was someone gently calling my name. I realised I was back and cried with relief. I did feel dizzy and sick, but this didn't seem to matter as it was over.
Back on the ward I wasn't well and my colour did give some cause for concern, my oxygen sats. were low and I felt very sick. This was probably due to some underlying Vertigo as well as the operation. It was a long afternoon drifting in and out of sleep. Incidentally, the dye they inject to locate the sentinal nodes for biopsy leaves the boob very blue and post op gradually comes out in the skin making you look a funny turquoise colour. Fortunately visitors were warned about this, which is just as well as it can be a shock.
My wonderful, talented Sean Connery look-a-like, Graham who I love dearly.
