I have to admit to having a moment this morning when a lady came to my hospital bed to take a ECG. When she had done it she stuck some other sticky things on me and said I was ready for a procedure that I had the other day 😳 I’ve had it I said, well your down for it again she replied then walked away.
I felt a rush of emotion which I knew would go two ways, either I would get angry or I would cry . My specialist was doing his rounds and came to see me and I’m afraid to say I gave him all guns blazing 🤭 Saying I was fed up of hearing one thing one day then another the day after.
He was so lovely, he said he was the boss, he had ordered no further tests and it was he who had spoken to the surgeon who was coming to see me tomorrow. He told me to rest and I was probably looking at going over to the other hospital Monday or Tuesday next week. He said that I had probably had this tumour in my heart for a long time so a few days more wouldn’t matter.
I thanked him and stood up saying I was going for a shower ripping the stickers off me as I went.
I can laugh now, my daughter thought it was hilarious and said she wished I was there. I will apologise to him tomorrow although I’m sure he understood, it’s not much fun when the wrong information is given.
I seem to be the ward councillor 😏 reassuring everyone that they will be okay, even the nurses are coming up to me and telling me their life stories and issues 🤓 I appear to have gone from an introvert to an extrovert in one week.
Sorry, I’ve got to go now, a new lady has just arrived onto the ward and is wanting to tell me her life story ……….. 😹🙄😩