Gawd... Why did ah even bother going to bed?! Only got a couple hours sleep, if that.
No positive vibes coming from the family whatsoever, just worried how ah'll cope on my own. Or if there are positive vibes, they sure as hell don't huv much conviction or confidence to taken as genuine.
Should've taught me life-skills instead of infantilizing me and treating me like I'm dumb and putting me down all the time, calling me useless amongst other things. But y'know... sod teach him anything! Let the wee f**ker figure it oot oan his ain, naebuddy to guide him or tell him he's doing right or wrong. Men are easier to manipulate way when they're like that. Broken, neglected, lacking in confidence, plagued by self-doubt. :sad:
But whit ye might no realise just by lookin' at me is, am quite driven, determined, wee c**t. Don't if staring death in tha face an surviving hus owt to do with that? And ah don't suffer fools gladly anymore. Sorry but ah've got nae time or tolerance for immature folk like that. Same goes for bullies.
Firstly, I just want to say a heartfelt thank you and extend my gratitude towards SPW.
Your well wishes, kind words of overwhelming positivity have been very comforting at this time. The surgery went very well, according to the consultant surgeon.
Though, I felt so humiliated and piseed off yesterday morning to discover my mum had copied my fasting before surgery xans skipped breakfast, thus causing her pass out and lie on my bed while I was being asked some last minute queistions. Nurses even mistaking :veryangry: To me, it just showed her true selfish nature, as I pointed out, mistak me under going surgery, not her. Sorry, if I have little sympathy here, but y'know my concerns about this op were dismissed, while my mum just havered on about it, thinking the worst. I, on the other hand, said a few positive afformations to myself, quietly.
The nurses here at my local hospital have been faultless. Very friendly & helpful. More than can be said of stay in Edinburgh Children's Hospital 14 years ago.
Thanks again. :thumbup: I'll try and keep anyone who's interested up to date with my progress. Needless to say, I just got both legs operated on to save being still slightly off balance and 2 operations within a year of each other. Even though the right leg calf musclle lengthening and achilles tendon were meant to be done.
I guess I just relieved a proper recovery plan was in place well in advance.
Despite having a room to myself, why did the hospital stick me on the same ward as a deranged - sorry if that's not the correccorrect that I should use - wummin who screams for help throughout the night, then goes mental yelling and throwing bed pans at staff refusing to be touched. :omg: :thumbdown: 😕
Though, I felt so humiliated and piseed off yesterday morning to discover my mum had copied my fasting before surgery xans skipped breakfast, thus causing her pass out and lie on my bed while I was being asked some last minute queistions. Nurses even mistaking :veryangry:
Sounds like a Carry On film. Sometimes you have to see the funny side.
Sounds like a Carry On film. Sometimes you have to see the funny side.
In retrospect, I find it very funny. At the time I wasn't too pleased. :thumbdown:
Just because I hadn't got much sleep.
I'll just be glad when I'm back home. Having said, my surgeon is happy that I was able to move from my bed to the wheelchair today, and happy to hear that I'm off the morphine and onto the paracetamol. Still it's progress even if I'm not weight baring on my left leg yet.
Partly dreading this recovery, due in part to only being able to bare weight through my left leg. Which has been taking the strain of my body weight most the last 14 years of ma life. Seriously doubt I'll have upper body strength for this. :sad:
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