Month: November 2023

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It’s like a moving bus.

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In days of yore you could hop on a bus at the back, and then hop off just as easily when you got to where you wanted. No doors on buses then and just a conductor or clippie on the back to take your fare. So it seems with a hospital ward, people are moved around in their beds for the most part and come and go into wards ready wrapped in the first bed they are allocated. My bed had travelled across the hospital with me in it the night before and here I was with five other men. … Continue reading It’s like a moving bus.

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Night moves.

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I was in the hospital and in a bed. After a day in the outpatients clinic having fluids of different sorts taken from me and a ‘tap’ inserted ( they call it a cannula) It’s so they can fill you with a anti biotics or other stuff on tap. I had a room to myself, from the seemingly crowded and chaotic A & E with all its wounded people, here I was in my own en suite room with a nurse popping in and making sure I was ok. I’d expected a ward with others. The steroids were still working … Continue reading Night moves.

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I should have noticed

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My good friend Robin and I used to go walking and at times he’d break out into song. He’s a great enthusiast and I have a lot of time for great enthusiasts. He also drives a fancy low down type sports car and has always been willling to give me a lift to a start location for our walks. I like the car but it is extremely low slung and one’s bum feels about 6 inches from the tarmac when installed. I perhaps should have noticed that I found it increasingly difficult to get out of the beast. We did … Continue reading I should have noticed

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10 days:10 custards

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I’ve been in hospital. I’m out now. I’ll be writing about it all in due course, big thanks to everyone who helped me make my escape, my significant other, friends, and the wonderful doctors, nurses and staff at Cheltenham General. The speciality custard smothered puds almost had me changing my mind, fortunately the taste of the ‘fish’ and steroids had me walking for the door. Polymyalgia rheumatica in me is being dealt with…. Big heartfelt thanks to everyone. Continue reading 10 days:10 custards