It feels good to be home…

The moment I set foot at home and jumped (okay maybe jumped is not the appropriate word here!) GOT into my own bed - everything felt somehow better. Neil and I swapped sides which allowed easy access to the loo. I’m feeling much stronger on my legs than when I returned from the hospital and getting the knack of walking around in the moon boots (okay they’re still hideous) but at least I can steady myself on them and manoeuvre my way around with the trusty crutches. The downside is having to ... Read the Post

So the Lesson learnt today - appreciate the setbacks, for if they didn’t happen - you might not have seen the silver lining…

Day Three – Bilateral Bunion Surgery

Boy oh boy… this whole hospital experience is a piece of work – not for sissies, I tell you. If I thought Day Two was bad, Day Three was Die Hard!!! Okay, let me stop talking in riddles and fill you in on what happened… My previous roomie was moved to another facility and she was replaced by an elderly lady called Olga – and WOWZER could she snore!!! She had just had a knee replacement done and I had the misfortune of sharing a ward with her. Don’t get me wrong, I’m the best roomie you can find ... Read the Post

Lesson Learnt today – never underestimate the power of LOVE your family has for you - they’re the ones who truly have your back and want you to succeed more than anyone else in this world. Treasure them wholeheartedly!!!

Day Two – Bilateral Bunion Surgery

In comparison, Day One was pure bliss! Day Two paled in comparison - for it was too good to be true!!! When my family left, I couldn’t fall asleep, even with my nifty morphine pump in hand, sleep seemed to evade me. The hardest part was sleeping in the same position all the time - how freaking uncomfortable with your legs propped up on pillows, unable to twist or move - I couldn’t even lay at a slant before a tingling sensation crept up my leg. To add fuel to fire, the anaesthetic was wearing ... Read the Post

Yes, lesson No. 1, things that can change in a split second – take the time to smell the coffee, look out the window, listen, yes really listen when someone speaks to you and just for a second – appreciate what you have:).