My recent template biopsy was really no big deal, and I am a big baby, averse to pain! Although I do watch when they take blood samples.
I went into theatre around 10.30, chatted to and joked with the anaesthetist about his native Berlin and discussed which cocktails he was administering. Fentanyl was one, the recreational drug that killed The Artist Formerly Known As Prince, when he overdosed and combined it with some other drug.
Woke up around mid-day, with a lovely Filipina nurse almost in bed with me. Back to the day case ward, with an urge to pee where the catheter had been inserted. When I did go to the loo there was the razor blade sensation and pink piss, but not too bad. The registrar came round and said I was OK to leave, but a nurse said my pulse was too high and I had a temperature. I said my pulse is high anyway and the temperature is likely to be a side effect of the anaesthetic. I was advised to sit by an open window.....
I felt fine, so got dressed and discharged myself around 2.30 pm. They gave me Co-codamol painkilling tablets, but I didn’t need them. Slight discomfort when micturating for a day or so, but the rosé soon changed back to Chardonnay. There was extensive bruising to my perineum, of course, as they had taken 42 core samples, and I got Her Loveliness to take a picture. I will spare you the image, but think black and blue. Not uncomfortable though. Pink semen for about three weeks.
So that’s just the rehearsal. The premiere is yet to come. Not sure when.....!