On the day of the surgery I travelled down to Preston can I just say that was the worst journey of my life!! All the way down I was trying to talk myself out of it but knew that I wanted that end result so just put my headphones in and tried to relax!
Arriving at the hospital the staff were fantastic and made me feel at ease straight away, I was lead to a room where I changed into a gown and some lovely white stockings and was told a nurse would be round to see me soon.
After what seemed like hours, even though it wasn’t, a nurse came to see how I was feeling and told me I was last on the list to go down but my surgeon would be round to mark me up soon. When my surgeon did come round he made me feel so comfortable I almost forgot I was going down for surgery, he marked me up and asked if I had any questions and how I was feeling.
Then I was walked down to theatre and within minutes was lying being told just to relax and it’ll all be over soon.
Next thing I remember is waking up with a nurse offering me tea and toast. I was feeling a little bit sore and tight across the chest but not in any pain at all, certainly nowhere near as painful as I thought it would be! After a couple of hours I was walking round my room and even went in the room next door to talk to one of the other girls about her operation.