For weeks and weeks I’ve been waiting for a phone call or letter from the hospital and the weird this is…. i said to Mum I had a funny feeling it would be today I’d hear and it was 😯 am I psychic or what.
So I am having my bladder removed in just under 2 weeks. After 7 years of it being a pain and rather dysfunctional, I’ll be glad to see the back of it.
If course I’m scared but it’s something I’m hoping will be the best thing to help me.
A friend who I’ve met through having bladder problems (not actually met she lives in the Isle of Wight) sent me this
I think it’s so pretty and it’ll be better to have that to look at rather than a bag of wee 🙈
I’ll keep you updated over the next week or so how my nerves are and how I’m preparing for it, I wanna try and still blog when I can in hospital.
Anyways it’s been a long day gonna hit the hay, whether I nod off quickly is another matter.