When my time came to go to theatre I was a little uncertain as to if I had made the wrong decision! Long time for anaesthetic to kick in maybe I was fighting it.
Waking in the Recovery Room was the most odd experience, as I hadn't got my hearing aids nor my teeth in (You all now know together with my Prosthetic Heart valve I am not all there as nature had intended)
Back on the ward all seemed well and I posted a positive message to friends and family (well one daughter) along the lines of) 'All went well expecting a speedy discharge
I then was asked if I wanted to stand I said 'Yes and could I also use the toilet' Show some bravado methinks.
Well it all went the proverbial T*** *p'
Got to the toilet and a full on Claret coloured Niagara Falls from my nose.
I'll leave you hanging there as it is ward rounds as the breakfast round is starting.
Always in love
Colin.