I had to go to the hospital today.In fact, I have been unable to make my last three appointments.Alas, the lifts were broken.The arthritis has flared up , this week the stairs were a long way from the desk and were very hard as it is an old building with high ceilings
I got to the desk,able only to whisper my name.
We were put into a Recovery Room and given water and, after the consultation. we were given coffee and biscuits while we lounged again in the recovery room.Who it is for I don’t know.
The most humorous moment was after I got undressed,the gynaecologist was about to examine me when an alarm went off.Fortunately, I did not have to run out waving my underwear.I was frightened
It was a false alarm not a fire drill.If there was fire I might have stayed as the nurses were all quite small so could not have dragged me out.I felt knackered when I got home.
The staff were all women and a kinder more thoughtful group would be hard to find
Thankful to have made it , I can now take a rest.And I can call a specialist nurse anytime.This is how the NHS us when things go well
How my heart sings 