Next few days

Day 5:
It's morning now and after I have had some breakfast, Mum comes and Dad leaves.  Mum sits down and we watch tv and rest.  Nurse checks all my vitals again and I am fine.  I'm still not feeling well as I haven't been toilet yet and I need to go before my next operation. Its hard when your lying down and cant go to the toilet properly. Doctor says I'll have to start taking cod liver oil to get things moving.  Mum sits with me all day trying to lift my spirits.
The other thing I'm dreading today is having the drainage tube removed.  It drained the blood from by lungs after the first operation and is on my side and hurting me. The day goes slowly and I try not to think of it.  My mum has tea and some biscuits and I try have some lunch.  At around 2pm the Sister arrives to start the procedure. I hold my Mum's hand, I'm trying to be calm but I lose it. I'm crying and shouting.  Sister Leslie tells me to breathe slowly and count to 3. As I to that she pulls out the drain. There's a sharp pain and then it is fine.
My Dad arrives at 7pm to relieve my Mum so she can go home to my sisters.  I try to eat the macaroni he's brought from home but still have no appetite and don't eat anything.  Me and Dad sit and watch a film, like our usual routine that we have done every night. The nurse's come round every few hours too check my vitals.


Day 6:
Woke up at 6am and stayed awake as I couldn't sleep.  Dad was still asleep so I just laid there looking up and around, it was bright.  When Dad woke up he had a shower and got ready.  Breakfast came, we ate and then he left and Mum arrived a little bit after that. I still feeling like crap.  No toilet action and now Doctor is saying if I don't go by lunchtime I have to have a suppository, happy days. I try to eat some fruit but no luck so by mid morning it looks like I will have to endure the embarrassing situation of the suppository.  Its one of the worst things I have been through since I've been in hospital but the end result is that I do feel better once the suppository does its job.  On the downside I can't eat anything because I have my second operation tomorrow morning, not that it mattered because I hardly at anything anyway.  The day goes fast and my mum leaves me with the promise that she will be back by 6am.  I am scheduled to be operated first. SO SCARED.