I remember the day of my surgery, when I knew I was one of six having surgery that day, but I didn't know who was first. When the surgeons assistant came in my room and said "Nina, you're first", I almost wanted to say "no, she can go first."
Other than my tracheal and GRS, I hadn't been in a hospital for almost 45 years.
I cannot watch operating shows and I almost faint at sight of blood.
The only thing I did, was say a quick prayer, smile in a mirro, and say to myself "it's time."