#18: Going under the knife

[image credit: Andrew Eason on Flickr]

I had to undergo major, life-changing surgery this week! Actually it was a pretty minor operation, but I needed general anaesthetic, so it was not entirely without risks. It was the first time I’d ever been given morphene — can we just pause for a moment while I relive the moment where it flooded my veins before I passed out? Dear god that was amazing. I’ve never done drugs (apart from a little experimental weed as a teenager), but I can see how anything that does that to your body and mind could inspire repeat visits.

Time off sick was never an option when I was growing up: I had four and a half days off in my entire time at school. My mother was self-employed, so if she didn’t work, she didn’t get paid and my father was a CEO, so always led by example. As a result, I’m not known for being poorly and don’t take to my sick bed easily. This story is continued in Strexit Volume One: Coming out to myself, available in the Kindle store…

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