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The few hours post surgery were an absolute blur. I know I woke up and felt a massive wave of relief flood through me. However, the anaesthetics kept me in a fog.


I was transferred to the ward where I was awoken by Steve who had arrived an hour earlier. It was a shared room but that was totally fine. I had my headphones, my music, my photos, and my videos to keep me busy.


Steve and I enjoyed a nice homemade meal and ensure that everything was within reach so I could have a great night of recovery. The nurse came by regularly with drugs, however the pain never really went away. 


Saturday morning was probably the hardest as my body was in shock and trying to flush the anesthetic drugs out of the system. I got very nauseous and so sick that I needed more drugs. You know I love a good cocktail and this cocktail of medication was what I needed even though I much prefer a Margarita next time.


My mum arrived in the morning to ensure I was doing fine and give me some great food (baguette). Steve was on the night shift with again great food and some company. 


That Saturday night I was alone in my room and managed to sleep quite well with very little disturbances. 


Sunday morning was sunny. I was feeling much better and managed to go for a walk with Mum out to a nice church and again I went with Steve in the evening. Had a neighbour that evening in my room and it wasn't as pleasant as she was struggling through some health issues. Again, the headphones and music kept me engaged. Life saver!


Monday morning came and the surgeon was very happy with the results as was I. It was a big challenge to have a look in the full length mirror. However, I'm very happy with the work to date. A lot less confronting than what I was expecting. And with that I was discharged Monday afternoon. Happy to see the kids and to be spoilt by mum and Steve. Crepes were on the menu which we all loved and now time for some R&R. 


Thanks again to all those that have sent messages through. You've kept me going and sending all of my love your way.


Version Francais


Les quelques heures qui ont suivi l'opération sont floues. Je sais que je me suis réveillée et que j'ai ressenti une immense vague de soulagement d'être vivante. Cependant, les anesthésiques me gardaient dans un état de confusion.


J'ai été transférée dans le service où Steve, arrivé une heure plus tôt, m'a réveillé. C'était une chambre partagée, mais cela ne posait aucun problème. J'avais mes écouteurs, ma musique, mes photos pour m'occuper.


Steve et moi avons apprécié un bon repas fait maison et nous nous sommes assurés que tout était à portée de main pour que je puisse passer une bonne nuit de récupération. L'infirmière passait régulièrement avec des médicaments, mais la douleur ne disparaissait jamais vraiment.


Le samedi matin a probablement été le plus difficile, car mon corps était en état de choc et essayait d'éliminer les anesthésiques. J'ai eu des nausées et me suis sentie si mal que j'ai eu besoin de plus de médicaments. Vous savez que j'aime bien un bon cocktail, et ce cocktail de médicaments était exactement ce qu'il me fallait, bien que la prochaine fois je ne dirai pas non à une margarita plutôt.


Maman est arrivée le matin pour s'assurer que j'allais bien et m'apporter de la vraie nourriture (baguette). Steve était de nouveau de garde la nuit, apportant un bon repas et de la compagnie.


Ce samedi soir, j'étais seule dans ma chambre et j'ai réussi à bien dormir avec très peu de perturbations.


Le dimanche matin, il faisait beau. J'ai réussi à me promener avec Maman jusqu'à une belle église, puis j'y suis retournée avec Steve le soir. J'avais une voisine dans ma chambre ce soir-là, et ce n'était pas aussi agréable car elle traversait des problèmes de santé. Encore une fois, les écouteurs, la musique et les films m'ont permis de rester divertie.


Le lundi matin est arrivé, et le chirurgien était très satisfait des résultats, tout comme moi. C'était un grand défi de me regarder dans le miroir en pied. Cependant, je suis très contente du résultat. C'est beaucoup mieux que ce à quoi je m'attendais. Et avec cela, j'ai été autorisée à sortir lundi après-midi. Heureuse de voir les enfants et d'être choyée par maman et Steve. Des crêpes étaient au menu, que nous avons tous adoré, et maintenant, c'est le moment de se reposer.


Merci encore à tous ceux qui ont envoyé des messages. Vous m'avez soutenu et je vous envoie tout mon amour.

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