Recovery

First and foremost, thank you to everyone who took the time to send me advice, messages of support and prayers. It's totally and delightfully surreal to think there's a world full of strangers who actually care and are with you when you feel most alone. I'm 100% convinced that mum benefitted from all your good wishes, coz she's back at home as of yesterday, and recovering slowly, but nicely. So thank you, all.

The surgery went off without a hitch, and she's now ovary-less. They've been sent for further testing, and we're awaiting results. She's in quite a bit of pain and can't move around much, but we're told that she'll be back and bouncing in about a month, once the body's healed. The hospiutal didn't help much with her comfort, what with those damn incompetent nurses making her go through ridiculous and unnecessary pain everytime they waltzed into the room to 'check' on her. There wasn't much point in keeping her there because my brother and I were doing most of the work anyway, since the nurses were never around when she needed any help. Plus that room itself was a deathtrap of a place. So now she's home, resting and enjoying her new-found status as Queen Bee, whilst I, my brother, the dog and two cats bow to her every whim.

For once, I don't feel like complaining. It's good to have her home.