Disappointment

So, I had a very sleepless night, full of the inevitable anxiety and thirst. Got up really early and arrived at the hospital at 8. Ward was very busy but I was told I was first on the list, for the morning at 9 o'clock. "Good" me-thinks, get it over quickly. No bed available which meant I was left watching really dreadful breakfast TV in the day room. "We'll get you one when people go home."

After 45 minutes, with 9 o'clock getting ever closer, the anaesthetist arrived. All was fine until I mentioned I'd got a slight sniffle. Oh dear: downhill from then on. The anaesthetist wasnt willing to give me a general anaesthetic and went off the discuss with the eye surgeon the option of doing it under local. Would I be happy for this? "Yes." I refrained from telling him that I'd asked for this previously (I'm curious) but the surgeon had been adamant that he wouldn't do it then. So I wasn't surprised by the final outcome

The precise details of the next 3 hours are not important but featured: more breakfast TV; more conversations with the anaesthetist; moving to a different waiting area; waiting for the surgeon to come to talk to me in person to be told "he'd left". The staff who dealt with me were universally pleasant

So, it's back on the waiting list for more donor tissue to become available. I expect to get a few weeks warning of the re-scheduled date. I'll be back here, then.