Day 2: George Hickman arrives.

I woke around 07:30 and didn't fancy breakfast. I needed to go to the toilet a lot because the drip I had had put in had had two litres added to it as I had not been eating or drinking enough.

I am having a permanent line put in today, it is called a Hickman line. I have called mine George!

I am having surgery to put George in and it will take about two hours.

Mum came with me and was alarmed at the big metal slab/bed in the theatre.
She was more shocked when she saw the two surgeons using Google to research medical procedures.
"What next" she said "YouTube during the procedure!"
I lay talking to my Mum as I was being knocked out which was weird as it took about 20 seconds and made me look drunk.

I woke up in Recovery with two nurses looking after me. I was very tired and whenever I blinked I fell asleep but instantly wanted to be awake again, very wierd and annoying.

I coughed up something nasty and jelly-like, which I swallowed. Which was a bad choice as it made me cough loads.

Dad and Dylan came and visited just after my Hickman line went in and I was showing Dylan how it all worked.
Dad said that I looked like I had been run over because of all the pink surgical paint used during my op.

Then we all sat around my bed and had a Burger King because on a Saturday night we get a takeaway paid for by the hospital.
I had a Whopper with cheese meal but only ate two fries and a bite of my Whopper.

I got my appetite back after my Dad and brother had left, so Stuart made me another monster midnight snack.