We were both at the airport together, she was with her partner I said hey to them both but was ignored, you know when you try and be friendly and you just get ignored? But there was another woman who was in intensive care with me, she was lovely she gave me her number.
The lady who got sent home surely knew there was something wrong with her stomach, when my stomach was playing up I knew something wrong, I wasn't taking any chances I was up and down to the the doctors I even went to the walk in centre. I do feel sorry for her, because I sat and watched her pay for the operation, it was only when I was in intensive care in the middle of the night the nicer lady said "I see her upstairs crying, she couldn't have it done" I would have cried all the way home
You can be knocked out to have it gone, but you have to pay 3,000 czk I don't know how much that is in pounds, if I would have known how bad it would be I would have paid, the worst thing is the man that did it was laughing but when it said "very good stomach no inflammation" I cried so yeah get knocked out for it.
Also the psychologist woman was very nice she came and visited me late Monday night
endoscopy is Tuesday morning day of surgery I really thought I'd fall at the last hurdle. I wanted this so so much, I even went to church and asked god just to let things be okay, I have to go church on Sunday to thank him.
It's so weird having the sleeve there's no hunger what so ever water feels abit funny going down, I was given a yogurt but wasn't wasn't interested in it.