Just dropped Ma in hospital. She's very happy with her room and its amenities: a loo and a tele with Sky News and E4 - what more could she need? In fact, she's a little worried that she's got too much to do - tapestry, books, radio, dvds, su doku or some new fangled Times codeword thingy.
She'll be busy this afternoon chatting to nurses and having last minute scans etc to check that she's good to go for tomorrow's op. All things being well she should go into theatre at 1.30pm. The operation could last between 1 and 5 hours depending on what they find there. The range of operative possibilities depends on what the surgeon finds once he opens her tum. If it's (I quote) a 'dog's dinner' then she'll be sewn back up pronto but if best case scenario he'll be looking to take out the tumour and gall bladder. As it's so uncertain we can't be sure when she'll be ready to have visitors but for the moment we're asking people not to come tomorrow. As soon as the surgery is over one of us will post how it went.
Mummy's a bit disappointed that she can't have her tumour in a pickled jar to take home. Health and safety prevents her from even getting a good look when she comes round. Still, she has a camera and is looking forward to taking gritty pictures of, well, I don't really know - nurses? visitors? disturbing self portraits? Will oblige and upload accordingly.
Frustrating for Ma that she can't check the blog herself. I'll download any comments you leave and take them to her on a memory stick. Ma is also keen that I publicise my mobile number in case you want to sort out a visit: 07970 522 217. She has her mobile on her but not knowing how she'll be feeling after seems sensible to have another contact number.
Charlotte
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