Amanda's Recovery....

Before I hit the hay last night, at around 1am, I was ordered to have a wash in the disinfectant style shower gel provided by the hospital, 'to keep 'germs' out of the bed'..... I feared this may wake me up again, but had little to worry about, I was that shattered, that I think I was asleep before the pillow had time to recoil from whence my head landed upon it's beautiful, soft, comfortable texture.... Sleeeeeeeeep!
3am arrived with a gentle stream of texts
from the non-sleeping, hospital bound beauty.  Wiping the pillow bound drool from my face each time I replied to her.  I'd drop back off, waking only a few seconds later from the vibrating sound of my phone, with yet another cheek full of drool!  Even whilst lying in bed having just had major surgery, she was thinking of others, having sent her (fairly estranged) Father a lengthy message regarding his recent stroke and depression.  She really is wonderful.
At 7.20am, there it was, the call for breakfast.  I pulled on yesterdays clothes (nothing knew for me!),  bathroomed, juiced and prepared.... then off up to the hospital.  Amanda wasn't in the best frame of mind, the new nurses weren't as nice as yesterday's bunch, and she was still in a lot of pain and very frustrated.  Jane, one of Amanda's friends texted to say she could borrow her Ipad, so I dropped breakfast off, had a quick chat, then shot back across Banbury, then back up to the hospital.  Amanda and technology don't always go hand in hand, and after a frustrating hour or so she gave up on the ipad.  Handily Jane had provided us with her password for BT Openzone, which the hospital has access to, so Amanda was able to revert to something a little more familiar, so instead, she moved on to destroying my netbook.
She had a bit of wobble, and a little nausea later in the morning, but her blood pressure is still a little low, and the painkillers also have a tendency to make her a little light headed.  Amanda is a very independent (well, she likes to be able to do things herself, though if I'm around, she'd rather I do them! ;-)   ) lady, and having to be reliant on the nurses, and myself to carry out the smallest of tasks, such as moving pillows, or sitting up in the bed, or reaching a book, is absolutely 'doing her head in'.  I've told her not to get so frustrated, and allow herself to be helped.  I softened up the older nurse that she didn't initially like, by simply explaining why Amanda was frustrated, she then sat on the bed for a bit of a chat.  Why wasn't she like that before, Amanda asked..... well phrases like, 'I don't know, I'm not a doctor', and just Amanda's general frustration was putting this more mature nurse (old cow) on to her back foot.  She was being a bit mean initially.
The tea nurse (not sure of a title there) comes round and offers refreshments, I asked if I could get a cuppa, as Amanda had just asked for hot water for her herbal infusions, she said she couldn't as they weren't allowed to serve family members.  Well, I smiled could Amanda have a tea with one sugar please?  She smiled and asked would Amanda also like biscuits or cake?  Amanda would like both please.  Lovely lady!  Ha ha!
Anyway, Amanda was writing a post this morning, but  got a bit tired and will no doubt finish it later.  She is absolutely exhausted, but can't sleep due to the pain she is suffering, though I think the sandman is just around the corner, and she will flake out this afternoon at some point.  I've just nipped home to clear the breakfast and lunch making bomb site, and to grab some toast, and do a quick bit of work.  It's crazy, I'm forgetting to feed me!  She offered me some of her salad at lunch time, I said it was very sweet of her, but she needs the fresh soup, salad, nuts and berries.  She forced it upon me again, 'No thanks!'I said 'I'd rather lick the sink in the corner than eat more salad'..... she understood, and laughed....
Sorry for not updating earlier Colleen!!!

There has been no talk about further treatment as yet, so as per usual, I will keep you all updated from here.
Thanks again.