I had another appointment at the hospital this morning. I was due to have the plaster cast that I had been wearing since my operation last Monday removed. The consultant – the one who performed the operation – removed the cast, and accompanying sticky plasters that had been holding it place, before checking his handiwork. He took a step back, rubbed his chin and said “Not bad”. “Great”, I thought to myself, “what exactly does that mean?”. Taking a look in the mirror on the wall filled me in. My nose is back straight again, and almost back to its original shape. There is still a slight bump on the bridge of my nose – some of which is swelling, which should continue to go down over the coming weeks.
Almost back to normal
I have been very impressed with how swiftly and effortlessly this has been dealt with – the NHS has come up trumps this time.
See you on the water soon!
