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Update

Here's a little update on how things are going and overall I'd say they are going a lot better than I anticipated. I woke up after the operation on Friday feeling pretty positive; the consultant had found what needed removing pretty quickly and didn't need to open up the left side of my throat to go hunting any further for another parathyroid gland. I was out, operated on and awake again within 90 minutes. The anesthetic was a total Godsend and I didn't realise quite how much pain it was keeping at bay until last night.

I'd say that was a bit of a shock to the system and along with incredibly persistent nausea and drowsiness, yesterday and last night were very rough for me. I'm trying to keep optimistic and busy (when I'm not falling asleep into my cups of tea). So far, the relapse symptoms have left me alone! There was a little tingling in my hands after taking some Oramorph (that wasn't as much fun as I had anticipated) but other than that, nothing more than slightly slower processing like when I feel faigued. 

Hopefully, I'll be home tomorrow. This was a very brief update, but apparently being awake this half an hour stretch at 330am has gotten the better of me even though I've been drifting in and out of consciousness all day. On the plus side, the loveliest nurse was very excited about looking after me tomorrow and I'm experiencing such kindness from the heroes on this ward.

Here is a picture of Mabel, the little lamb that showed up yesterday to cheer me up. She is soft and fluffy in a bed that's not as cosy as home, but is a lovely companion. Goodnight everyone.


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