Hello all, thank you so much for all the kind thoughts.
Yesterday went fine; I woke at 2.30am in the hotel, and that was it for the night, but got to the hospital fine. Poor, poor DP called me at 7- the time he should have been dropping DS off at nursery- to say that DS had had the mother of all poospolsions, over himself, the sofa, the cushions, his PJs, the throws, everything, and so was up to his elbows sorting it out.
By chance I had a hospital room overlooking the entrance to the hotel, so although the theatre staff had just turned up I actually saw DP drive in and could delay them wheeling me down to theatre by a few minutes so he could see me off.
Op went fine, and it's amazing to think even with a GA I was able to leave at lunchtime. Have just flopped around the house, watched Time Team and read Sir Terry P. Barring an hour of vicious cramps this evening, I've been amazed at how 'normal' I've felt. The hideous stress of waiting for the operation has of course passed, which was the worse bit, but I'm aware that I'm likely to be randomly wobbly for a while.
I'm going to get a memory box for the scan photos, and the letters/cards I've received, so it can go with DS's one. DP and I wanted to mark it in some way, and this seems best.
chip, that all sounds really weird what the school is telling you; have you checked with the local authority?