After the initial few days of being quite tired and even going to bed early (ish, considering I didn't have to go to work early the next morning), by Wednesday I was feeling a bit better and thanks to my sister being here, also quite resigned to having the operation moved to Bergen. It was like Anvilcloud commented (paraphrasing here): it's not often somebody is so disappointed about not being cut open.
Well, the new date for the cutting open bit is set (into hospital on Tuesday, operation on Wednesday), my mum is flying to Haugesund just before the weekend to look after me for that first week. Hopefully I will be well enough by then already to be able to go home as well. I have decided to take the ordinary bus to Bergen, I have after all, plenty of time.
The rest of this week was spent in a fairly lazy manner. We went on a few walks, read books, crocheted (my sister), made cake, did some shopping and watched television. Basically enjoying a lovely beach holiday without the beach.
Yesterday I went out on my own though: we had the annual meeting for the Staff Club. First I was roped into the counting corps and even had to count the votes and then at the end I was suggested as a member of the Election committee. Basically next year I will have to approach people and ask whether they would be interested in sitting in the board of the Staff Club. It's only a small job, since I declined the offer of becoming the vice-chairman.
So, there you have it. My holiday is nearly over, I will be taking my sister to the airport before going back to work on Monday. For one day only and then I will be on sick leave for at least six weeks.