Thank you so much for all the positive and wonderfully supportive comments, emails and cards that you have sent. They are really helping both me and my family get through this.
I came on home late on Wednesday afternoon, 9 days after the operation which lasted most of the day on Monday 14th. I spent two nights in Intensive Care with a tracheotomy to help me breathe and tubes all over the place - mainly because an operation in the mouth causes so much swelling they have to assume that you'll need help with everything afterwards. Most of the time in Intensive Care thankfully passed in a bit of a blur, but my strongest memory is of the ward sister saying that there was no reason why Jamie shouldn't be brought into my room for a few minutes for me to hold him - I will always be greatful to her for that. In fact, I'm so grateful to all of the consultants, doctors and nurses who have looked after me, and will continue to look after me, probably for several more years. They have been wonderful, caring for my family as well as me.
So, I'm home.
I'm battered, bruised, scarred and stitched up all over the place, and most of the day is spent in bed resting. I'm having to learning to eat and speak properly again, but they're really pleased with how I'm doing. The average stay in hospital after this type of operation is 10 days - T says they let me out a day early not because I was doing so well, but because they wanted to get rid of him! I seem to have a little more energy each day, but I'm having to be careful not to take things too fast. I also seem to be able to eat and speak a little bit better each day too. At the moment it's mainly pureed and other soft foods, and I'm starting to get bored of them! It's going to take a while, but I know I'm going to get there, and I am so grateful to be home with my boys again.