Today is surgery day. I had some emotions at the thought of leaving my partner and going it alone to the hospital. Of course, I had to be brave! After an almost tearful goodbye, the driver and I set off for Luton. The driver was good fun and we chatted about anything and everything in the way you do when you have too. Once there, the driver kindly took my stuff and handed me over into the reception. I had to have my temperature taken for covid precautions and put on a medical grade mask. I was soon ushered into the pre op area to wait for the surgeon and anesthetist to go over several documents and explain the format. Once there I recognised someone I had friended on social media and then the other lady came in whom I had met during the pre op day.
There were only the three of us on the preop ward and I have to say, in our pre surgery nerves we had quite a giggle in the way you can only giggle when you are nervous. We were suddenly down to two on the ward and the surgeon came to see me. He was SO reassuring in every way. We talked abouthe gastic sleeve and my liver as I wanted him to check if I had fatty liver disease or any problems from drinking in my younger years. Basically, he was pleased I was fit and well and said the surgery would really help to lower my BMI into the healthy weight range.The anesthetist then came to have a chat about the procedure and she weighed me (eek!). I’m assuming to get the correct anesthetic dosage.
I suddenly had this strange sensation of being utterly calm. I was helped into my gown (the backless ones which you flash off your knickers as you walk!) and surgical stockings. (almost a full body workout getting those things on!)
