Operation time!

OMG, my teeth were chattering when I was wheeled into the operating theatre. Part nerves and partly because I was freezing!

I noticed how everyone wore boots in this spotless, clinical zone. The walls were white, the ceiling was white.

The huge silver lights I was placed under reminded me of outer space. I felt so small in that big white room. Like a tiny speck under a microscope.

I was taking in the details on the wall trying not to think about the needle. I didn't dare look down when they started strapping my hand up "here goes, here goes" I was telling myself. A mask descended on my face and I was told to inhale, exhale. I started breathing in the gas and I was out before the needle hit me. It's the last thing I remembered. General anaesthesia is so strange. It's like stepping into a time machine. One blink and the whole op was over.

I vaguely remember seeing my appendix in a small jar and someone saying "Can you see how it's inflamed?" Uh, nope! Aside from the fact I was disoriented I didn't even know what it's meant to look like! ;)

It surprised me tho how such a tiny thing could cause me so much trouble. Last night was pretty rough. I basically couldn't move. Just so sore so they gave me a painkillers jab (Gosh, I hate needles!) but it really took the edge off the pain. In fact, I felt sorta floaty, a bit high and I fell into a deep sleep.

I feel a hundred times better today. I'm off the drip, eating like a normal human being again and they said I can leave tomorrow. Yay!

Thank you all ever so much for your well wishes. I received them through my black berry and it made me feel less alone. Till later, when I'm back home, wishing you all good night! :)