Good morning all :)

[geo1pat1]

In case I aint around tomorrow 🙂

[right-then-petal]

Good Morning Margaret And Ruby.....No CD  Lately

Cold And Dull Here Today

[ruby*tuesday]

Very good morning to you too Margaret although it is nearly lunchtime. Have just finished my chores hip hip hurrah.

[right-then-petal]

Good Morning Everyone

Cold Dry Start To The Day, Suns Just Come Out For A Look Around

[margaret*e]

Good morning petal and ruby.

Cold but not raining yet.

Out shortly with the dogs.

 I wonder if CD is ok.

[right-then-petal]

Good Morning Margaret,Yes Not Like CD To Not Be Here

[margaret*e]

Good morning all

Dull cloudy and showery this morning.

Yesterday it started to rain just after I posted then it rained until late last night. 

[right-then-petal]

Good Morning Margaret Good Morning Everyone

Gray And Cold HereAt The Moment

[cee-dee]

Good evening Petal & Margie, I'm back. I've been on a little trip..... I've been frozen, starved, viewed, fondled and groped by umpteen women and viewed and groped by at least 10 blokes, I've been stabbed about ten times (lost count now), been drugged and been slashed and did I say frozen? I think that about covers it apart from the frustration and annoyance of hanging around waiting for the next viewer/groper!

[right-then-petal]

Nice To See Your Back CD, Have You Passed It All Now, Not The Same When Your Not Here   

[margaret*e]

Good morning all.

Cold cloudy dark windy and rain on the way. 

[cee-dee]

Morning Petal & Margie, it's a grey, damp day.

Passed all what Petal?

[right-then-petal]

Good Day CD And Margaret

All The Tests CD

Rain With A Strong Wind

[cee-dee]

What tests are those petal?????? 🤔

[right-then-petal]

All those People Poking You 

[cee-dee]

I wasn't having any tests with those doing the fondling..... the tests came after the stabbings..... I've lost count,I think I've got about ten holes.... and bruises....

[right-then-petal]

Did You Get attacked

[cee-dee]

Ha ha, yeah, attacked by doctors and nurses.

Speaking seriously now, I had LOADS of people look at me and they all became fixated on my "problem" being what they "thought" it was. It wasn't!!!! It was something quite different. Anyway, the "problem" decided it'd had enough of life and decided to give up the ghost and decided for them. Then they fixed it properly after a conflict between three different lots, vascular, orthopedic and general surgery. No-one would make a decision on who should fix it until one chap get fed up with it and got his team to fix it.

I've had loadsa blood tests, each time they had problems finding a vein because I was NBM (nil by mouth) and was dehydrated so that's why I've been stabbed so many times quite apart from the numerous attempts to put a canula in....... Boy oh boy am I glad to be outa there!

I've been frozen half to death, there was a ......kin window open right at the top just behind me and the twice I went for scans it was perishing down there because it was late at night. After I came out of theatre (late again, nine-o-clock at night) and was in recovery they gave me a heated blanket.... heaven.

As I know what goes on, I didn't get wound up with the frustration of no-one telling you what or when so I wasn't surprised to be told to get ready at one in the afternoon and not taken for the op until 8pm!!! Same when I was discharged, at 9am Thursday, they said they were sending me home, I finally left the diwscharge lounge at 5:30pm. I'd been worried about my car.... fortunately it was OK, hadn't been vandalised, towed away or fined!!

There, that was a long one, but you've got a very brief account of Saturday morning, 10am..... mucking about..... waiting for this, that or the other person until I finally came back here Thursday evening!

[ruby*tuesday]

Much sympathy Cee Dee. If that is what treatment by the NHS is now like I will definitely give it a BIG MISS.  Happy Saturday am off to the Shops.

[cee-dee]

Morning Ruby, the Sun's shining 😊

The thing is, virtually all the staff are lovely, helpful, kind people but as far as decision making is concerned, those who decide what's to be done are watching their back all the time. In my case they became fixated on the fact that I had a hematoma and because I take anti-coagulants, they were afraid to actually do anything in case, as they put it, I bled out. I said several times that I hadn't been turned in to a hemophiliac but they wouldn't listen. They all stood back, looking, muttering "Oh yes, hmmmm, nasty" but if they'd got really close and had a proper look, they'd have spotted the cause and the effect and should then have forgotten all about and worries about bleding out. In the end, the effect took over and it was then two nurses immediately spotted what "it" was and what caused "it".

Another thing, the NHS is obsessed with paperwork and if I've been asked the same questions umpteen times, I don't think I'd be far out in saying I'd been asked for my D of B at least thirty times. The very last words spoken to me (just before I left) by the ward nurse (a nice chap) was "How old are you?"

[margaret*e]

Good morning all

Sunny with occasional Clouding over and nt very warm.