surgery closer

Yesterday was my nephew's birthday, he became a teenager. My sister and her family live in Surrey on the outskirts of London and we don't get to see them very often unfortunately. I hope they will be able to come over to see me once I have had my surgery and am recovering, the last time they did come over to see us we went for a 'walk', that is to say we got in the car and drove to our closest beach, wandered round for a bit then I needed to toilet in a hurry and the public ones were closed so had to go home in a hurry. That is the story of my life at the moment. Always need to know where the nearest toilet is just in case. However this is going to change; had a call yesterday from the stoma team, my nurse, Lynne, spoke to my surgeon, a Mr. Nelson, and he said he wants to see me this week and operate in two weeks. This caused a small amount of consternation but at last I can see light at the end of the tunnel and it is now not a very long tunnel. I have been looking at every day being the same nightmare as the one before and knowing that nothing is going to change for the good in 6 months time. Now this is now the case. In 6 months I will be through the op and should be fully recovered and living a normal life, within certain restrictions possibly, but a better, more fulfilled life than I have been living for the last 6 months.