I got home today and already I feel a million times better for it. My life is now my own to control, well OK it’s Gill’s to control but, hey, close. I still can’t believe that 5 days after such major surgery I sitting in my own house surrounded by the things that make me feel comfortable. God it’s good.
I left the ward this afternoon carrying what looked like one of those American, brown paper, shopping bags packed to the gunnels with pills of every kind. I’m still not convinced by my pain control but I am convinced that if I had stayed on the ward any longer I would have got an infection or died of boredom.
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