The endless ticking of my heart……
So, it’s been almost a month since my last entry, and quite a lot has happened since then.
Eight days after my last entry, I had the heart surgery I was scheduled for. It went well (which you can tell by the fact I am here writing about it!) and I was released on the 30th to return back home. (I am not going to write about the time in hospital just yet, because a – it is way too soon and b – I can’t actually remember a lot of it due to a shed-load of morphine and codine and other things that made me sleepy and messed with my mind. Which, I know, sounds bad, but after you’ve had your chest cut open, your breast bone cracked apart and then both put back together, you really learn to appreciate morphine, codine and other painkillers, even if they do mess with your mind a tad!!)
And now I am at home for the next six weeks or so, being looked after by my most beloved girlfriend.
The reason I am going to be at home for the next six weeks is that, at the moment, sitting up for long periods of time is remarkably exhausting and I generally need a nap around 1pm/2pm. And I’m not allowed to drive for the next six weeks, which makes going back to work 35 miles away a little bit impossible.
Also, I can’t pick up anything heavier than an empty kettle, which also makes going back to work a little complicated as well.
So – six weeks of fun and frolics (and mostly taking pain killers and going to the hospital for INR checks) ahead of me and my most beloved (although the pain killers and INR checks are just for me, not her!), then I go back to London for a review of my progress and hopefully get the all clear to return to work.
I will try to keep up with this, but I suspect my life is not going to be that exciting until I return to London for my progress review. So if I don’t write about getting up, having breakfast, watching TV, having lunch, having a nap, watching more TV then having tea and going to bed, you’ll understand why đŸ™‚
Oh – did I mention that my heart now ticks?