Hey guys, sorry I haven't posted in a few centuries, but I've been admitted to hospital. Long story short, my stomach is trying to kill itself.
As I can't really put in the usual effort that I would with this post, I'm just going to leave you with an extract from my diary and a few photos. Sorry guys - I do love you, honestly.
"Had put numbing cream on at 7am, but when it was 8am and the anaesthetist was ready to open my veins to stick a tube in them, I could still feel everything. However, I felt pretty brave as he stabbed the needle into the back of my wrist and I bit back the pain. Apparently though, it was my fault that it had failed. So, he picked up another needle and stabbed it in my right hand. By this time I was feeling pretty lightheaded, especially as he was making comments like "oh wow look at all that blood", and then "oops, your vein just collapsed", before grabbing a plaster and applying a helluva lot of force to my sensitive, newly incredibly bruised hand. He picked up yet another needle, and tried it in my arm. I was feeling super sick and shaky and horrible and at that point, and the pain was brutal. "It isn't meant to hurt that much", he said, as he released the death machine from my arm.
As he chose a vein on the SAME HAND, *winces*, he pushed the needle into my flesh, puncturing my blood carrier. At first it didn't hurt. But, then, he forced the needle in deeper and I had to hold my breath as my vein cried out in agony. Then, he said those three magic words - "it's all done". Of course it wasn't, as he still had to insert the plastic tube and attach a cannula, but hey, it's the thought that counts. They bandaged my hand up, complete with artificial vein, and needless to say, I'm even more afraid of needles than I was before."
In case you hadn't guessed - I'm petrified of needles.
La view from my hospital bed.
The sort of lunch that I'm eating for now, until I'm put on a liquid diet and a pipe is put up my nose. Ugh.
Karim Abridged replied to me on Instagram. Just saying just saying just saying!! Omg.
After the anaesthetic had been left on for four hours too long.. wasn't numb enough to not feel my hairs being ripped out of their beds.
Bandaged hand, covered in tiny pin pricks.
Riding on a wheelchair. Felt important.
My cannula.... hate it with a passion.
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Yesterday alone was awful - I had an MRI scan, got drugged via my veins, and had five needles stabbed into my flesh. Feel sorry for me guys.
*Sorry for the complaints!