I am out of hospital and it only stung a little bit.
Unfortunately, experience shows that this is only a temporary fix so my release from hospital, whilst being a cause of short-term happiness, is also a cause of long term gloom. It’s also a matter of sorrow that just as I get my pipework (of the plastic kind) sorted so I can walk and drive, they remove it. Tonight I expect I will also be returned to my previous regimen of sleeping for no more than two hours at a time.
Wren
My two companions today were very entertaining (having done a variety of jobs) and very uplifting (having survived serious spinal surgery in one case, and a heart bypass and colon cancer on the other). However, as I looked at them and chatted. I couldn’t escape the inevitable question – is this now my life?
One good thing that did happen was that I arrived at hospital with enough time to find a good parking space and visit phlebotomy before my Urology appointment. Unfortunately I am now making my third attempt at getting through to the GP to cancel my blood test tomorrow, so any time saved by not going tomorrow is being eaten up by listening to tinny music and condescending messages.
Ha!
I just cancelled my appointment, and apologised, but when I looked at my phone as I disconnected I see that they already cancelled the appointment two hours ago “due to unforeseen circumstances”.
Whalebone Arch – Whitby
So they let me apologise for cancelling an appointment that no longer existed.
And note that when I miss a test for the Warfarin, they always give me a sermon about how vital it is that I keep my appointments as failure to do so can result in heart attacks, strokes and death. However, when it doesn’t suit them they seem quite prepared to kill me.
Could it be, I wonder, that they are exaggerating the dangers of missing a test?
Everybody loves a Puffin – apart from the EU
I am sorry you are going through all the medical tests and procedures. Scheduling can be a nightmare over here, too, and I have a few stories of my own. 🙂
There is a lot to reflect in in life, these days especially. But it is always worthwhile to “romaine calm, and carrot on”, as the billboard for one greenhouse supply says. 🙂
Yes, be happy and lettuce move into the future with hope in our hearts. (Sorry, couldn’t find a second pun :-))
My turn on Saturday. I wouldn’t mind if they cancelled it
I know that feeling. I hope it all goes well.
Cheers, my friend
When I think of you and your medical history I think of Trigger’s broom in Only Fools and Horses – 17 new heads and 14 new handles. 🙂
That’s about right,
Good luck with the next instalment. 🙂
I like the ideas of apologising for cancelling an appointment that has already been cancelled. That seems like a metaphor for life in Britain today.
When you put it like that it sounds like a subject for a poem.
Or perhaps a Brian Rix farce.
It has much potential, and could work in a number of formats.
Thinking of you…it’s never easy
Thank you. It isn’t easy, but just think of how it must have been in the days before anaesthetic. That’s the limit of my time trave, ambitions – I want to go back in time to make my fortune, but I want it to be in a world with anaesthetics and antibiotics. 🙂
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