Operation number 9. I’m hoping this is it! I’ve made it clear I’d be happy not to make it to double figures..
You’d think after the weekend I would have slept pretty well – but I didn’t.
Here’s me sitting in admissions while waiting for my call up. This is what the Gold Coast Bulletin ran on the Pink Polar Gala. It really was a case of ball gown to theatre gown in the space of 48 hours.
You can check out the official shots of the night from the awesomely talented Brad Wagner As well as raising breast awareness by sharing my story and Geoff’s pursuits with the Pink Polar expedition – we collectively raised more than $70,000 for the McGrath Foundation. UNREAL! I LOVE the Gold Coast. A massive shout out to the little Pink Polar Committee that made it happen and a super hug of congrats to the pocket rockets that drove this event – Tess from Allamanda and Karla from ProMedia. These two are THE BEST!
To ease the boredom of the long wait for surgery, I had my phone with me. As it turns out, I forgot. I was awake to be able to climb onto the operating table and remember seeing Dr D. What I don’t remember was this….
Yes – my fabulous Anaesthetist decided to moonlight as a movie maker. HILARIOUS!
Not long after arriving home, I put my head down. Only to be woken by the almighty rumble of heavy machinery rolling down our street. All of a sudden there were car doors slamming and lots of voices. The machinery was positioned in front of the house directly opposite ours and within minutes, the demolition crew began destroying the waterfront house. Bang, crash, creak, boom – every dog in the neighbourhood barking! Perfect.
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