I was eager to go home and asked when I was going to see my surgeon or the doctor and also by then was desperate to get out of those damned surgical stockings, nurses told me to keep them on to minimise risk of blood clots!
I walked around the ward a bit, had a wash so felt a bit fresher, still off balance and light headed but determined that I could do it and to prove to nurses that I don't need the stockings and was allowed to take them off - ahhhh bliss!!!!!
My surgeon came round and said that he was pleased with the x-ray that was taken on the Friday evening and it's all in place and asked if I was happy with everything and to keep the wound dry and no hair washing for 12 days!!! 12Days????? Nooooooo - I had known but wanted to make sure, don't think I would last 12 days without washing my hair!! Could I????
Texted hubby that I am allowed home and to pick me up after 1pm, a friend texted if she could visit, haven't seen her since leaving Mary Hare which was about 18years ago and only lives down the road from the hospital so we had a nice two hours chat, she had been through the implant procedure before herself and it was nice to be able to ask questions and compare what I was going through to what she went through 4 years previously....my husband came and met, stayed and chatted to Charlotte for about half an hour and decided that it would be best if I made a move, get my stuff, medicines, discharge papers and get my ass out of the hospital.
Said goodbye to Charlotte, Lee and I made our way back to the ward I was staying in, gasp, my bed was being re-made and my stuff put in bags, nurse said that they needed the bed LOL - oops, I had been downstairs for too long. Got my bags, changed my clothes, got my discharge papers and medicines and said bye - I was gone....
Walking out to the front entrance of the hospital felt surreal, weird, I had been cooped in for two days without fresh air and it was nice to have that air and sunshine on my face but didn't help my wooziness so held onto Lee walking back to the car afraid that I would fall over.
The journey home wasn't so bad, talked while Lee drove, upon getting back home, I was greeted by two of my kids, but had to say, wait give me some space - I have 6 children and they ALL wanted to give me a cuddle and show me what they had done to welcome me back home. My grandparents had arrived at that point of me just walking up the stairs so it was all a bit argh...I slowly made my way to the living room to sit down and take it all in and regain my composure.
The kids had made me a few cards, Lewis and Zara made something out of LEGO saying 'Welcome home mummy love' and something I couldn't make nor head or tail of!! But it was sweet of them, a bunch of flowers sat on my dining table and a box of black magic next to it which was from Lee..my grandparents didn't stay long, I grabbed a nap shortly after they left as I was already at that point shattered but couldn't get comfortable as when I slept on my left side, I could feel the pressure from my right ear which isn't a nice feeling and also feeling like I have a needle stuck in my ear drum (can only guess it's the sensation from the wadding I have in my ear) and hurts every now and then, can't sleep on my right side due to the surgery on that ear but managed to get some sleep!
Lee woke me up at 6pm saying tea was ready, when we all had eaten, he produced a massive chocolate gateaux and said welcome home ....I just melted!
Going to bed that evening was definitely a challenge, could not get that comfortable as I had done earlier, propped myself up with 3 pillows - yes, three - and sort of managed to lie half on my back and half on my left side and slept all through the night.
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