Consciousness.
I woke up with a dull ache in my leg and a sore throat. The recovery room was a blur until the nurse found my specs for me but I slowly started to come round. There seemed to be no time between the anaesthetic being administered and the moment I awoke, but according to the clock an hour and a half had passed.
I had a few sips of water from the jug and had a look under the sheets. My entire leg was bandaged in what looked like pink sticking plaster from ankle to thigh, I had a small incision in my groin covered with a gauze and my paper pants had been cut away. So much for dignity.
The nurse brought me a cup of tea and two slices of hot, buttered toast. It was, quite possibly, the nicest toast I've ever eaten.
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
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3 comments:
How are you able to post from a hospital? Best of luck with the recovery.
Vanessa
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I've actually been writing the posts as emails on my palmtop and only uploaded them when I got home this afternoon. The leg is a bit sore and stiff at the moment, and I think the anaesthetic is starting to wear off now.
Ahhh! I was all ready to crown you King Geek, thinking you'd gotten a secret link up to some junior doctor's back office pornsurferunit.
Still, some dedication, there. Hope your leg appreciates it!
Vanessa
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