The Day Before The Operation!!

Well, the time has come for me and mum to pack our bags and make our way up to Derriford!

Tonight we are staying in the HeartSWell Lodge. The hospital books us in there for the night as they don't want us in the hospital for an extra night, but also do not want us travelling up from Cornwall in the morning when we have to be there by 7am.

I have a lot of luggage! As I am on dialysis overnight, I have to bring my machine, which is the size of a large suitcase, and all my accessories and fluids which amounts to another large suitcase!! I then have my actual suitcase and obviously my "entertainment bag" which includes my laptop, kindle and a borrowed DS!!

Tomorrow morning Mum and I have to go to different wards at 7am. Mum in the surgical ward (which we are told looks like an airport terminal due to the amount of people hanging around in there with suitcases) and I have to go to the renal ward.

Mum will go to the operating theatres at around 8:30 and my operation will start at around 12:30. I think it is going to be torture waiting for news on how mum's op went!

So the time has come at last! I am so fortunate, it is a mere four months since I was diagnosed with kidney failure and here I am having my transplant. Please please please make it successful!

Finally I just want to thank Alison who is looking after all of my payroll clients whilst I am in hospital. Alison used to work for me and kindly offered to help out. It is a huge weight off my mind knowing someone who knows all of the clients will be looking after them in my absence.

Now you probably won't hear from me for a while, those of you on Facebook will probably see status updates but the blog won't be updated until I am home which will, all being well, be in a weeks time ;-)

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