Partial blogging restored courtesy of Nadie’s IPad: (but no photos) So here are the things that I learned this week : 1. Surgery isn’t fun … No wait … I already knew that. However, contrary to the opinion of last year’s anaesthetist, that there was no anaesthetic that he was happy to use with me, this year’s fella was happy to try Fentanol ( apparently 10 times stronger than morph so presumably used very carefully ) which he did with minimal adverse results. Basically just a bit of nausea, a slow slide sideways each time I tried to read or knit, coupled with a highly attractive tendency for my left eye to close against my conscious efforts while the right eye hovered somewhere around half mast. A small price to pay for adequate pain relief but not a great look. 2. I have some really nice friends … No wait … knew that too. ( they know who they are ) 3. If you have any intention of knitting, crocheting or stitching, get them to canulate the non dominant hand … Nope … Knew that one too … learned that one the hard way LAST year. 4. My daughter is pretty special … Well … Obviously I knew that, but specifically I’m referring to the fact that she drove 2 hours to get up here on Monday to bring me home from hospital DESPITE having fallen the previous day ( the bump is fine but Nadie’s nose and wrists didn’t fare quite so well ). This week it’s been a bit of a moot point who was looking after whom. 5. I totally suck at taking it easy … Well, I think we ALL knew that. 6. The sight of a whole family of kookaburras congregating on the nineteenth century chimneys of the hospital was just awesome … and so’s our wonderful little hospital … But I already knew that too … I could’ve gone to Bendigo but why would I ? Not knocking Bendy, but the level of care and attention available at Castlemaine can’t be faulted … well, apart from having to wait until the hour of nine of the clock to get a cup of tea !