Well I am home! In the wee hours of Friday morning my husband dropped me off at the hospital..."I am a big girl now" I said to him and didnt need him to come and hold my hand. I was admitted and shown to my room. It was so quick, an ECG a change into fashionable green theatre attire mmm lovely... and the anaesthetist was there asking me questions and before I new it I was being whisked off to the theatre. The Doctor said that he would need to insert a nasogastric tube while I slept (oh joy) at this time with my funky red hat stockings and green frock I had some fleeting second thoughts, ...if I jumped up now would they catch me hahaha. The surgeon Kevin the Scotsman came and asked if I had changed my mind..well I peeped out no while I am sure I looked terrified, at this point I was terrified! As they wheeled me into the operating room I my hands were white fisted in the warm blankie and then scooted over onto the table, the theatre nurse already scrubbed standing vigil next to her table of torture instruments smiled with her eyes and nodded her head in my direction (I think). Next was the happy anaesthetist making jokes and putting in a small IV to give me something to relax...he said it will creep up on me. It was 8.10 AM then the clock said 9.30AM what?? is it over, oh yeah the nose tube gross! Its done, I am alive! Apart from a busting headache for the rest of the day I slept and felt not too bad. I had a swallow test the next morning which I promptly threw up after as it was like trying to swallow petrol. then clear fluids slowly, ahh not too bad, there was no major abdominal revolt. So a little tummy discomfort from surgical incisions, some shoulder tip and upper GI pain that resolves with a walk and liquid drugs...good headache thank god is gone (that was the worst) and I am home and on my liquids as per Doctors orders no prob! Full steam ahead...

Good luck! Welcome to Bandlandia!

CONGRATULATIONS Skinny! Glad everything went so well! -BG

LOL what a great read, congrats on becomming a bandster..