DLL
She's beautiful, and
brave, and she's had four hours of surgery. Four hours. Four hours
for the surgical team, four hours under anaesthetic for DLL, and what
seemed like a lifetime waiting for her to come up to the ward for
BLISS and me.
Eventually she
pitched up. She gave us a little wave as she went past the waiting
zone on her wheelie-bed.
Tubes and wires
everywhere, and hooked up to a machine that went bing. Or
automatically inflated the blood pressure cuff, and checked her
pulse, O2 volume, and other vital signs.
I can't express my
relief.
I can't express how
odd it feels at home without her.
I just wanted her
back, out of surgery.
As soon as that
happened, I just want her back to her normal self.
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