It’s Chrismas Day morning and I’ve just been brought breakfast in bed.
I’ve had breakfast in bed every morning since my op (mastectomy, reconstruction and full lymph node clearance) on 19 December, so no change there. Today, though, I’m in my own bed rather than a hospital bed and breakfast was brought to me by my elder son rather than by a member of the hospital catering staff.
So, yes, I did get home yesterday as planned. The breast and plastic surgeons had both been by 8am and declared me fine to be discharged. At some point later yesterday morning/early afternoon, the final drain was removed, I had a shower (seated and in incredible discomfort), dried myself (harder than showering) and got dressed (very slowly and painfully).
It was rather an emotional day. I had a “this is all too much” few minutes in the shower when I just sat on the little seat and cried. Showering and drying were only marginally less difficult than I’d feared they’d be. I burst into tears as soon as Andy walked into the room when he came to collect me at around 3pm, I cried again when we left hospital and then again in the car on the way home. And again watching Mamma Mia on TV at home later – at the same point I always do, though, so maybe that doesn’t count. I’ve been fine since.
And yes, we did play Chris Rea’s Driving Home for Christmas in the car on the way home. How could we not? This has a special resonance for us which goes way back to the couple of years in the late 1980s when Andy was a radio journalist in Birmingham and worked Christmas Day mornings. When he’d finished reading the lunchtime news, he’d hop in the car to drive down to London to see me. He’d get the DJ who followed the news to play Driving Home for Christmas “For our newsreader Andy, who’s on his way to London to see his girlfriend, Maureen”. Ah, the romance.
Have a lovely day, everyone. It’s good to be home.
Merry Christmas Maureen glad to see you are home. Xx
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Maureen, so glad to hear you are home. Be kind to yourself and don’t expect too much too soon. Was at st dominics in b.briggs this morning and we all prayed for a Maureen Kenny – was that you? Xxx
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Hi Maureen – just been catching up on your blogs and I’m absolutely delighted to hear how well the operation has gone and that you are home. It’s a perfect xmas present for you and all of us who care for you. Hope you have a comfortable and happy day in Scholars Road. Kxx
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Maureen – merry Christmas to you, Andy and the boys. I hope all becomes a little easier in the next few days. Much love, Sarag
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So glad you’re home Maureen. Another hurdle over. A very Merry Christmas to you and your family. Lots of love xx
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Hey pal so glad you’re home and I’m sure your boys are looking after you. Love Catherine xx Happy Christmas xxx
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Merry Christmas to you all, great to hear you’re home x
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Such good news Maureen. So very pleased. Lots of love and best wishes to you and your boys xxx
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That made me cry. In a good way at the “Driving Home For Christmas ” bit. Lovely. X
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