First full day of recovery marked by nothing particularly dramatic.  Best sleep for Kirstin in months due to the quantity of morphine and a handy catheter (if you ever get a choice, the Kendal Precision 400 is to be recommended...)

Pain control has been difficult to manage, and although the hospital has a dedicated 'pain team', one of them turned up in the afternoon but the lidocaine didn't start flowing till this evening.  Quite a bit of nausea as well, but we have been remembering my grandfather's advice that one should consume strawberry jam when nauseous - it tastes the same coming up as going down.

We saw the physio for the first time today, who got Kirstin onto her feet and over to a chair.  It didn't work out great, and so we'll try again tomorrow.  We petitioned to keep the catheter for another night so are hoping for a second night without movement and hopefully some recuperative rest.

Kirstin isn't up for visitors at the moment, but once we get a feel for the length of time she will be here then we will try to come up with a plan.

Thanks for all the warm messages - I've been reading them to Kirstin and she smiles a lot.  Our _amazing_ seventh line neighbours made a photo poster (see below) that I've stuck to the ceiling of the room (fortunately avoided anyone from health & safety monitoring my technique).  When Kirstin came back from the x-rays this morning she laughed to see it!