I have to go the physio this morning. I also have to drop into the chemist for the stuff they told me to get. This includes Pico Prep… which I *hate*. The stuff tastes foul and the effects are as well. There are lists of instructions on what to do before the operation and what to do afterwards. It’s all a bit much for my poor old brain but I’ll have to cope regardless.
I hope I *can* and *do* remember to follow all the instructions about post-op care in the papers we got yesterday. I’ll be in real trouble if I don’t! It concerns me that the depression weighing me down may not lift as much as I may need, in order to cope well with the new regime. I’m pinning my hope somewhat on the weight loss making me more willing to get out and do stiff again. I won’t know til I try and by then it’ll be too late to back out!
Anyway, back to the operation and the aftermath. I’ll be in hospital for two to three days, depending on the way it goes, and then, when I’m released, there’s really nothing for anyone to do for me I have to walk ten minutes every hour or so, but no ‘bed rest’ etc. Basically, I just leave the hospital, go home, and life carries on as it normally does… except for six to eight weeks of a highly restricted diet, not being able to do much ‘lifting’ for several weeks… i.e. no housework… and a lifetime of small meals, multivitamins and B12 tablets.No biggie… ???
Obviously, I sincerely hope it’s going to be worth the cost, the pain and the general effort of coping with the new lifestyle. All I can do is hope the benefits outweigh the drawbacks.
Seven days to go.
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