They sent me home with painkillers. And told me to take them every four hours whether I felt pain or not, which is what I did. I did that for that day, the day I was discharged. But then the next day I thought well when I woke up in the morning, ‘Oh I haven’t had painkillers for ten hours and it doesn’t hurt.’ So I stopped taking them. And it was fine.
And you stayed at your friend’s house for three days?
And did you do very much in those three days or did you just feel you needed to rest?
I rested. I mean I washed myself and dressed myself. And pottered around a bit. Buttered bread and stuff like that. But most of the time I rested. But I think that was purely the anaesthetic because I just kept falling asleep.
Yeah. And your friend, had she taken time off work or was she…
She retired. So she was going to be at home anyway.
And then you came back to your own home?
I came back to my home yes.
And how did that feel after first being in hospital and then being at your friend’s, did it feel …?
It was nice to be home, as it always is. But I did feel alone, except I knew [friend’s name], my friend was on the end of a phone. And would be here, you know, if I needed anything. But I felt fragile. I felt that I had to be careful not to knock myself, you know. Just to be careful and aware because I usually do things at a hundred miles an hours. But I thought no just slow down a bit and take it easy.