Recovery- Day 3

Sunday 11th January- The first day of visitors. So I get Tim to was my hair and I put on a stylish pair of pink pajamas especially. I am not feeling great but go with the flow as my Dad and his partner arrive, grapes and choccies in hand (yummy). Mum and her partner arrive and hour later with flowers from my brother that match my pajamas and a bottle of Veuve Clicquot. Not sure whether I was supposed to have two glasses of bubbly with painkillers but once everyone goes I fall asleep anyway! I am still barely able to open my eye and it hurts when I move so it is yet another day of massive glasses and sleeping.