like a band aid...

Unlike the title, my wait wasn’t quick. it was 3 hours of going back and forth to get different tests done, x rays, measurements, questions asked and seeing my doctor. All in the name of a pre-operative assessment apparently.

so I sit there and i'm asking the questions that vie mentally scribbled into my brain, losing one or two as I get answers i’m not sure I expected until finally I ask when we're going ahead with this thing.

A week on Wednesday he says. I shook a little at the thought of it approaching so soon. after I got told the risks - half a percentage of infection, a very slim percentage of the operation not working etc etc - I signed my soul away and was comforted by the fact that he admitted that although being a highly admired doctor in his field, he has never done this particular operation before.... which doesn’t really explain why he told me he'd done it 2 or 3 times last time we spoke. the crowd of eager nurses and students around me listening to how they're going to saw some bone, bend it and screw it in place somewhere else also made me slightly uneasy if i’m honest but according to my mum 'it'll help them all learn so the operation can be done on other people'..... I wonder if she realises that that’s all well and good but right now i’m worried about me.

So here I am, with a little under 2 weeks to get my university career, housing benefits, life, and room in order..... It’s a tough job but if I don’t do it now then ill be screwed later!!


Afterthought: at least I got a shiny new phone on an upgrade today, I guess things aint so bad!