It’s time for another post about my brain surgery I had last September. Last time I wrote about how I prepared leading up to the surgery. This one is about the eve of the surgery and the morning before. I’ll try to keep it light, yet informative.
The surgery was scheduled for a Tuesday morning at 8am. This meant that I had to be admitted already the night before, so the staff could start with the preparations and have me ready to go as soon as possible. Thanks to private insurance giving me a private room (probably the only one on the floor). I would have not handled snoring and loud breathing very well in addition to everything else.
I consider myself a very organised person. Since I don’t work an office job, I plan my week and days, I have lists and I enjoy ticking off an item done.
I have not been feeling very productive these past days. This one always says you don’t have to be productive all the time, which I understand, but I enjoy being productive. I like the feeling of getting things done and it relaxes me knowing what I’ve accomplished.
If you’ve been following my blog for the past couple of months, you’ll know that I had a benign brain tumour that had to be taken out via surgery. Naturally, there were some risks and open questions involved that had me in a right state of panic.
The panic came in waves, most likely because I hadn’t fully accepted what was happening and what would happen. I didn’t want to do too much googling as that can also have quite a negative effect on your mental state. I’ve done research that helped me understand all of the factual things (what does the pituitary gland do, where do the optic nerves sit etc.) but I also needed emotional support to prepare me for what was to come and for how it would be like after.
Here are the things I did to prepare/process/deal with the situation.
Yes, we’re still getting rid of stuff in our house renovation project, which we started a month ago. This time it was all about demolishing walls and a giant chimney and other various bits and pieces, and then getting the remnants of destruction out of the house. Oh and there was more poo.