Sunday 22nd February – The end of my ‘lovely liver’

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So they came to get me at 4am, leaving Robyn, Leah and Gary in my room. 

I can remember talking to my anaesthetist and asking him what would happen if I didn’t actually go to sleep and could feel everything that they were doing to me!

😷

And after that – 😴 for rather TOO long for my liking

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