Well you had to go one better than me didn't you!

I really hope all goes well and kind words to the Deity du jour are on the way.

When you get over here, we can swap recovery stories and compare bruising.

Oh ZM, I had mine done in St Bartholomews, London and the bruising is entirely my fault - I bruise like a ripe peach anyway and I wasn't pressing hard enough on the right bit to avoid bleeding. I was concentrating more on not decorating the ceiling in an interesting shade called 'Sanguine de Squeak' and not falling off the bed.

LTS