Sorry this is taking so long, but this is the only way I can cope with this. i walked down to theatre with Rhiannon and then had to say goodbye to her when they pushed her through the doors. I was told to wait outside the door for the surgeon, I waited for more than an hour, I sent Bec back to our hotel to get some things and our friends had to go back to work, I was sitting alone just sobbing waiting & waiting for the surgeon and was finally called to see him. He first asked me if I had Travel Insurance and I said yes, IT IS A MUST! He told me that he was going to insert a Titiaum Plate into the back of Rhiannons neck to stablised her neck and decompress the fragments off her spinal cord. He told me there were no guarantee's that Rhiannon would ever move or walk again, but he said lucky I had insurance as the operation and Titiaum was expensive. This was all too much, I walked off as he said the operation would be about 6hours, so I just sat on the concrete tiles waiting, crying and praying. Some beautiful Balinese people that were sitting outside waiting for their loved ones were trying to comfort me, but they kept telling me I had to get her out of Bali as soon as possilbe as even they have no faith in the hospital system there. When Rhiannon was finally in recovery it was night time, I had lost all sense of time. She woke up in horror as they had tubes everywhere and she was in intensive care and they had insert a ventilation tube for breathing down her throat as big as a hose and she was choking, they kept telling me it was o.k. 12 days later after nearly loosing her a couple of times, due to lack of care - more a lack of ICU Health Education, our Travel Insurance Company flew 2 nurses over to fly us home via a commercial airline, when they were told Rhiannon was stable enough to occupy 8 seats on a commercial airline on a stretcher to get her home. My husband arrived after day 3 and thank god, as between myself, my bali friends, we kept Rhiannon alive. I slept with the Balinese people out the front of the ICU unit for the first 3 days, where they were praying for Rhiannon and I was feeling so alone, I kept going to the supermarket to get water and donuts for the beautiful families when they would let me in to see her. We all became a community and I felt sorry for all of them, the stories that were told were horrific to say the least! The nurses arrived to my husband and I trying to get up mucus from Rhiannon chest, they were mortified by her health. What was happening is the Bali Medical Team were report daily to the Mondial Insurance Medical team that Rhiannon was getting better every day. In fact Rhiannon was demising rapidly and had it not been for the Australian Nurse from Mondial my daughter would not be here today. Rhiannon's lungs had collapsed she had pnemonia, she hadn't been given a blood thinning injection the entire time we were there nor had she been given laxatives, she was critical. They transferred her out of Sangla back to the BIMC and arranged within 24 hours (which were the scariest 24 hours) to get her home by air ambulance.