Before I get on to the events of the other Saturday I will return to my post (Send for a plumber) which was about what I said was my fourth visit to A&E. It was in fact my fifth trip to A&E – I had forgotten about my second visit. (The first was when I thought I had broken my ankle, the third was when I ran a temperature when on chemotherapy and the fourth was when my platelets went missing.)
The missing second visit was when we were rescuers for our local wildlife hospital. We got all the bigger (and in some cases messier) animals – swans, foxes, badgers and deer. This time it was one of the smaller deer, a muntjac, which had been hit by a car and was concussed. It was spotted by another driver who was able to pick it up and put it in the front footwell of their car. I was told that it was very docile. However when I opened the car door and went to grab an antler (always my first move with a male muntjac) he immediately leapt up and bounced around the car, onto the parcel shelf, into me and on to the parcel shelf. My face felt wet and I realised that I had a couple of cuts. I shut the door and stepped back. After liberal application of elastoplast I returned with a large net which I put over him before grabbing his antlers and picking him up. I put him in a deer shaped box and took him back to the hospital. By the next day he had recovered well enough to be released. Meanwhile I headed off to A&E where I was patched up with stitches on my cheek and above my eye. It could have been much worse. The rather noticeable gauze and tape covering much of my face caused a number of comments at work the next day.
The other day I was looking at a letter from my consultant that started “I saw this 71 year old gentleman . . .” and thought I wonder who he is talking about. Anyway it looks as if I am going to add another “-ology” to my list of consultants. A week or so ago I went to Ward 12C (Urology) to be TWOC’d. It is in the hospital’s newer building built on what used to be Wycombe Wanderers football ground (they have gone off to the end of an industrial estate at the edge of town). I was shown into a day room with a balcony overlooking, well, a sort of triangular courtyard and walls with spikes on to keep the pigeons off. Unlike previous hospital visits I didn’t get weighed or measured or checked to see that I still had a pulse.
Continue reading “TWOC’d and Sky-boshed”
Some people just don’t understand. If you have a dog on a long lead it can be ten foot in front of you or ten foot behind you or even ten foot to the side of you. Its limit is a circle with you at the centre.
I was out with our dog and a woman was walking along the road on the other side with a dog on an extendable lead. Now if you have any sense you lock it in its shortest position when you are walking along the road but I could see that the dog was some way in front of her and able to go to the full length of the lead. When it saw us it immediately ran across the road towards us. Fortunately there were no cars around otherwise it would have been a splatted dog (and probably a rather upset car driver)! The comment from the dog owner was “That is the trouble with these things” as if she had no ability to keep her dog on a short lead when on a road and had forgotten that she was responsible for her dog’s safety. My reaction was “Stupid person” (well actually “Stupid woman” but that is a phrase than can get you into trouble). Continue reading “Misunderstandings”
This cartoon was posted on Facebook by a friend yesterday which seemed entirely appropriate!
Spooky or what?
Yes you guessed it – I had an urology appointment. This appointment had been organised before I had the trip to A&E described in Send for a plumber. Of course the problem that made me make that trip was the opposite of the one in the cartoon. So since then I have been living with a catheter and waiting for this urology appointment. Continue reading “Where did I go yesterday?”
A few posts ago I was talking about the opportunities and threats of “Social Media”. Since then I have seen a few more examples.
So firstly treat what you read with a pinch of salt (as you should anything you read unless you know you can trust the source). This (on the right) is a post that has been going around on Facebook. Now while I sympathise with the sentiments it is neither a “Fact” nor “Legal” and I am sure that no-one would be taken in by this. But a slightly less outlandish statement and a gullible person . . . well who knows. Continue reading “The perils of the internet and e-mail”
Last week I had my fifth visit to A&E. My first was 20 or so years ago when I thought I had twisted my ankle. Initially I didn’t do anything about it but when it continued to be painful and my foot was pretty shades of blue and yellow I went along to A&E and said “I think I have broken my ankle“. They looked at it, said “Yes you probably have” and sent me on my way – it was too late for any intervention and taking an x-ray would have been a waste of time. My third visit two years ago is documented in Beetroot is not my colour and my fourth in A new word.
Now for my fifth visit. Continue reading “Send for a plumber”
Toni and Carol completed the Great South Run in the very commendable time of 1 hr 37minutes. Here are before and after pictures – can you work out which is which?
Unfortunately we were unable to be there to support them due to a plumbing problem but Carol reported in her inimitable way “What an awesome day!! Thank you Toni for being my motivator when the pain kicked in! The crowd support the entire route was amazing, much needed jelly babies in the last 5 miles, bagpipes, drumming bands, rock choir keeping the momentum going, whenever I was flagging someone would shout encouragement (took me by surprise as I forgot I had my name on my front!) and kids high fiving the whole way round. Running past HMS Victory was pretty awesome too. Thank you Portsmouth – give me a few weeks to forget the pain then I will probably sign up again!”
And with gift aid they have raised just £15 shy of £1,200 for Cancer Research UK. Great job. Should anyone have found that missing £15 down the back of the sofa then please visit Toni’s justgiving page.
In two weeks time Toni and Carol should be recovering after a 10 mile run on the south coast. Yesterday for the first time they ran just over 10 miles so are feeling confident about the Great South Run (providing Carol’s knee doesn’t kill her and Toni hasn’t succumbed to hypothermia). It will be shorter runs now for the next couple of weeks. I am always impressed by people who can run longer distances whether it is 10k, 10m or longer – my longest run was twice round the sewage farm when I was at school (why they picked that route I am not sure but it did encourage us to not hang around) although I would happily walk much further than that. Apart from the challenge of competing in an event rather longer than their usual runs (even though it is obstacle free) they are raising money for Cancer Research UK and are within spitting distance of their target. Continue reading “Two weeks to go”