Gullible's Travels
Saturday, August 26, 2006
  Can you feel anything when I do this?
Well the operation seemed to go very smoothly. I was curiously not as apprehensive as I was expecting. In the anaesthetic room when they wired me up my pulse was only 51 and "shot up" to 60 when they inserted the canula into the crook of my elbow. The anaesthetist said "I'll just inject a little to start with" and that's the last I remem...

...when I woke I was rambling inchoherently like a complete and utter drunkard. I was having great tribble spooking and was definitely slurping my worms. G*d know what I was wittering on about but I think women's nostrils came into it somewhere!

Three hours of dozing was followed by several cups of tea and biscuits and a very late lunch at 5:00pm. Then at 8:30 I got a black cab home. They may be an iconic symbol of London Town but they have the suspension of an armoured troop carrier. I spent the entire journey home gripping the hand rail to minimise the jouncing about.

The post operative guidance is basically, "If it hurts stop doing it". I have some paracetamol and a pair of full length ambi-embolism stockings to wear for a week but I don't think white is really my colour.
 
Comments:
I thinks you'll be ok as long as you don't wear that floral dress! Glad everything went well. You crack me up. What on earth were you doing thinking about women's nostrils! hehe
 
Hi. I love your humour, especially under the circumstances. Just been reading about your trullo, too. Have wanted to make contact for some time but I'm only just finding out how to do links and stuff. Get really well soon . Auguri from Sicily.
 
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