Home again

I'm home and I am okay. I had the D&C today around midday.

Not handling this too well at the moment. I cried all night, cried all morning at the hospital and cried as they gave me the anaesthetic. My last words were "goodbye my baby. Mummy loves you".

I woke up in recovery crying with a caring nurse stroking my face. She asked "why all the tears?" and I said "because I woke up again". The escape from this pain, even temporary was quite a relief.

Because I was so upset, they twisted the rules a bit and got Hubbs into recovery for me. He was by my side constantly except when I went into theatre.

They let me home about an hour ago, and here I am, in bed, battling the most incredible waves of pain I have ever experienced, with the only thing keeping me sane is reading all your lovely comments. Thank God for wireless network connectivity.

What would I do without you all? Thank you all so much. You and Hubbs are the only things stopping me from really going over the edge right now.

Still crying. Shit I wish that would stop. My eyes are so sore I can no longer wipe them, only pat them with a tissue.

I have all next week off work, longer if I need it. Let's hope that is enough time for me to gain some strength, physically and mentally.

I just want to wake up from this nightmare.