Here is my story!
My admission time at Preston First Trust was 0830 and I got there half an hour early and was shown to my room straight away. (room 3)
I was settled in by the nurse and given my gown and paper knickers to put on! I was allowed to wear my black cotton knickers but with the paper ones over the top.
My blood pressure was checked and shortly after that, the anaesthetist came in and asked me some questions, then a doctor called Julian who checked my breathing….then Mr Traynor came in with his blue pen and drew on me! The pen smelt weird!
The nurse had told me I was 3rd on the list and would be going down about 11ish. Anyway a nurse called Anne came to take me to theatre at 1100 on the dot!
I was excited but chatting rubbish at the same time because of the nerves! In theatre they put a cannula in my hand which didn’t hurt at all, Anne said I would be getting a cocktail of drugs and it would feel like I’d had a glass of wine. They put an oxygen mask over my face and said that I would just need it on for a minute.
The next thing I know I was waking up with boobies!
I had a sly peek down and could just see nipples! I was taken back to my room and just slept!!! My bf came and ended up sat there while I was asleep for about 3 hours.
I had some toast and felt much better, I wasn’t allowed to go without having a wee so I had to be taken in the toilet while the nurse held the drip and I had a wee!
I left about 1830.
I’m 4 days post op now and my chest still feels tight, I think I’m having a bit of boobie greed tho! I hope my story helps others x
