My turn to be Florence Nightingale

I'm not nervous

Two years ago I sat in a waiting room, it was the day of my ovarian drilling. I was nervous but hopeful for the future and what it would bring, not much as it turns out. Well today I sat in another waiting room as GO had a tooth extracted. We arrived early (7.30am, his appointment was at 9am) to find a parking spot. My plan was once he was in the OP room I'd sneak out to Gregg's and grab a bacon sandwich. He was called in and as I picked up my things to go the receptionist called, "You can't leave, you have to stay here the whole time". 

Oh!

He's not very good at waiting

I fiddled with my phone and just as I was getting restless I heard, "Mrs GO". It had only been ten or so minutes. I felt cold, had something gone wrong? Had they cancelled it? "Oh, he's fine" the nurse said, seeing my face. "It's all done he's in recovery."

He was so confused

She led me to a side room where GO was lying down, he looked sleepy and had cotton wool rolls stuffed in his mouth.  As he came round a bit more he began to ask questions and make jokes, which was hilarious in itself but as his mouth was packed with cotton it's was a muffled (more so than normal). It was about then that he heard the heart monitor beeping, within seconds he was trying to dance to it like some Euro Techno music. By this stage I was crying with laughter, but trying not to let anyone now as the nurse was giving me serious aftercare instructions.

Dancing to his own heartbeat

I managed to walk GO to the car and we set off back for home. The closer we got the sedation started to wear off, I nipped into the supermarket on the way home to get some bits for him. I picked up some baby food, as it was soft and packed with nutrients. 

He is now tucked up in bed, snoozing. I have the security camera set up so I can keep an eye on him.

Tucked up safe and sound

Get Well Soon Ginger One xxx

Oh no my Papichen

We Four missed calls from Mamilein, that can't be good.  When I finally reached her, she told me papichen was in hospital!

He had been testing out an electric bike and while getting off had stumbled and the very heavy bike had landed on top of him.  He was lucky it wasn't worse, no helmet!

He was taken to hospital, and this morning was operated on.  It was a seven o'clock start and by the time Mamilein arrived at one o'clock he was in recovery and groggy.  He is now the owner of a pin in his shoulder (again) and one in his leg.  

He will need rehab/physio and will have to stay in the Krankenhaus for about ten days.

Poor papa, but also poor mama, who has been worried sick.  She has had the help of "The Brothers", hers and papa's and I am going to go over when he is out of hospital and will be more of a handful.

Get well soon Papichen, love you. Xxx

UPDATE

Mamilein has been to visit and she says he has started wingding and being rude, so nearly back to normal.

He has been complaining that he is only allowed to eat sandwiches for tea.

UPDATE

Papichen has been told that he will need to go into 'REHA' in Bad O for three weeks, it is a place of rehabilitation that will increase his mobility and build up his strength again. He has recently been taken to the pool to begin his swimming therapy.  This make mamilein laugh, she has been trying to get him to go swimming with her for years.  It is a five minute walk from the train station so mamilien can hop on the train to see him.  She says he is back to normal again, making demands and complaining about everything (it's good to know).

That's familiar

We made a get well soon card for one of the little boys, I had a very distinctive idea in mind.  It took me a while to realise that I had made GO exactly the same card for our anniversary this year.  Nevermind, it was well received.