MARGARET has been allowed to stay with me and me manage to doze a little on the more comfortable chats in the more private waiting area.
The meds have helped too and I’m starting to feel a little better.
By 9am I’ve still not seen a doctor and we take an executive decision to cancel today’s ‘gig in the garden’ and associated livestream. That means spreading the word to the invited audience….and also the Facebook livestream.
I’m hoping we can re-schedule for a week or two’s time.
It’s after 10am when we see a doc who refers me to a surgical ward for further investigation….there’s a fair wait til I’m taken to the ward.
I’m put on a couple drips – one to replace body fluids and a couple of antibiotic solutions. This is to help combat the weird blood count that’s come back from some of the tests.
I’m not allowed anything to eat or drink as I’m to go for a CT scan…and they need to be able to ‘act’ fast in the results.
The CT scan is a weird experience – one of the doctors comes to chat about the results. No drastic action to be taken but no solids meantime and I’ll be in at least overnight and maybe longer depending on ongoing bloods.
Margaret gets me some lucozade, a charger cable for my phone and a cheap pair of reading glasses then heads for home…it’s dark by now and the roads aren’t great with snow and stuff.
I’m allowed some soup and a tiny wee tub of ice cream…actually, it’s plenty as I haven’t much appetite.
More changes of drops and stuff…and an injection in my tummy….then I update my blog, respond to Facebook well-wishers and watch some telly…