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Almost like I never left but certainly weird being back here minus my friend.
Arrived early at the pre op check in hub - checked in and then sat.  Having been told the day before that I was 2nd on the list I was updated to 3rd which meant a waity until 12pm at the earliest.  FIVE hours of sitting still and getting nervous.  Suddenly at 10.30 the nurse said "they've just rung for you!"  Worst nerves ever. No time to panic.  Walked to the door of the operating suite, said good bye to Ian, ran through the final questions with the theatre nurse then straight in to the anaesthetic room, slightly embarrassed at having to re-arrange my gown in front of the anaesthetists - ok, I can still be shy about people seeing my boobs even if someone is about to handle them and chop one off!   Lay on the bed, wobbly eyes for about five sconds then rudely shaken awake instantly.  I thought I was going to sleep?  Why are they waking me up?  OOOOOWWWWW.  mmmmmmm Morphine is my new friend little sleep feel like I am moving sleep my bed is moving sleep oooo sleep window seat sleep hello Ian sleep ooh Ian's here Ian's asleep good idea sleep...
Ian turned up to see me while I was still having my narcotic session and took the opportunity to catch up on some much needed sleep in the chair next to my bed, much to the patient opposite's amusement.
A very strange sensation of having my legs squeezed turned out not to be a dream but was the inflating leggings designed to minimise the risk of DVT whilst incarcerated in my bed.  I was able to rid myself of these once I had been up and about a couple of times as they made the room unbearably warm.
I started to get ridiculously excited at the prospect of the little brown trolley coming into our bay bringing with it its promise of a paper pot the same as you fill with sauce if you sit in to eat your burger but this time full of a rainbow of tablets. 
I have made a life long friend whilst in hospital and no, I am no longer referring to tablets.  The lady in the bed opposite me had a very similar operation to me only without the additional node clearance.  She and I decided that we were in this together and that between us we still had a presentable pair!  Whilst chatting we also discovered that we have a mutual friend so have even more in common - better than that she only lives approximately 3 miles from me so is easily visitable (even easier when I can drive again!). 
I am sur eI have missed much out of this blog concerning my stay in the NHS High Wycombe Hilton - the breakfast in bed, clean sheets and towels every day, the foot spa and massage, the drinks trolley (sadly alcohol free but under the circumstances probably just as well) and the lovely lovely lovely kind patient staff (bar one power trip hungry cow who demanded to know if I had been out of my bed that day, could she tidy my trolley and generally made and maintained an unpleasant.atmosphere).
For now I am enjoying being back in the bosom of my family although I am not sure if that is necessarily the best turn of phrase!!!