It's four o'clock in the morning and, just to remind me why I need the operation, my leg is hurting really badly. I've had to take extra medicication. The meds have been working so well that it's sometimes easy to forget that there's anything wrong with me and I look so ruggedly handsome that nobody looking at me would suspect that I'm in any way damaged.
The management at work terminated my contract a month ago on the grounds that I'm not physically fit to fulfil my duties and I'm sure they thought I was just skiving. Not that they've been to visit me (or sent a card or anything like that). Fucking social workers!
At the pre-op I was told that if the operation works I should be fit to return to work in about two weeks. Too late for that but I intend signing up with an agency and looking around to see what's available. Hopefully I'll be pain free and once I stop the tablets i'll stop falling asleep all the time.
If it doesn't work I'll have to have another go and if that doesn't work I'll be looking at invasive surgery and another set of scars. My back is one of the only parts of my body that doesn't have scars - although there's some great stretch marks.
I shall post the operation details when I get back tomorrow and i shall make sure I get a nice picture of me at the Hospital.
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