WE arrive at Forth Valley Hospital just after 2am and thankfully get into triage by about 2.30am…not that I’m much aware of what’s going on.
The triage nurse sends me straight to a bed and the nurse check me out, stick in a canula and take bloods before connecting me to to some anti-sickness stuff..then a big dose of……morphine!
I lift in and out of sleep…poor Margaret manages to dose a little on the chair side the bed.
Around 10am a student doctor stops by and is mid way through checking me out when I need to spew. A big bile explosion and I suddenly feel a hell of a lot better. Bizarre. A consultant comes next and is bit abrupt, asks me what’s been happening, takes the canula and sends us home.
Back home we drop in to the local comity lunch then. back home to prepare stuff for our pal Grainne who’s coming to stay this evening.
We go into Glasgow to watch her set at the Danny Kyle stage at the concert hall for Celtic Connections then we all head back home.
I grill the chicken and sip a beer…I take things easy and we have a good evening catching up and putting the music world to rights.