I have had a horrible few days imagining things about the operation. I have been lying awake at night terrified at the thought of the anaesthetic, thinking maybe I won't ever wake up, or the operation might cause me to have a stroke or a heart attack.
I have been scared of the possibility of infection, of the wound falling apart as has happened to me before or all manner of things goin
g wrong.
I have made an appointment with my G.P. for this afternoon to ask him for something to help me sleep for the next 14 nights. The practice has a policy of not prescribing 'addictive drugs' but I think I'll put it to him that either he gives me something or I'm going to stay drunk for 2 weeks.
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