No calls from the admissions department to advise me of ANY new date yet.
My pen marks on my tummy are wearing off now - the shiny protective sticky plaster is long gone and I've now resorted to colouring myself in each day :-))
I'll ring them tomorrow and see if they're aware of any update to my surgery plan.
I did receive a really lovely, totally unique gift this evening which deserves it's own post. Much more news on that tomorrow, maybe even a video if I can do one that shows this off to it's full effect
(No-one tell Loretta - make her wait...LOL) :-)))
UPDATE: Friday 8th Oct
I contacted the admissions department and asked if there was any date for my Op. I spoke to a different lady - the usual one, P, was apparently out of the office for lunch for another half an hour.
So after giving her my hospital ID number she looks me up and says:
Her: Oh yes, I've found you - it says here that you cancelled your operation because you felt a bit unwell
Me: No, the hospital cancelled my operation because there was no bed for me AND it worked out okay because I had developed a cold and the Sister said I wouldn't be admitted
Her: Yes, but we did tell you that your operation was back on again the following day
Me: Yes, and I still had the cold plus hadn't had time to prepare properly
Her: Oh dear. There's no new date here so we'll have to ring you when we know something
Me: Any idea when that might be?
Her: No sorry, no idea at all. We'll ring you when we know something.
So that's that then I guess. Sigh.....I have no idea how I'm supposed to remain positive about all of this whilst feeling totally in limbo now.
