… of hours this afternoon I was in hospital.
I’d had something of a reasonable night given the circumstances. I was in Brussels back on my theme of untidy places and there was a street that needed cleaning up as it was full of littler. But when I arrived, it had all been cleared and there was some Arab woman sitting in an old black bus looking very pleased with herself as if she had done it. So I moved on round the corner and there was another coach there advertising tour. I climbed aboard and someone already on board closed off half of the coach to stop me going farther down. I made a few enquiries and he eventually condescended to tell me about the trip. It wasn’t going to be doing anything that I didn’t know about so I declined and stepped out.
Shortly later I was back again with a coach, an old Ford R1114 that I had bought for a project which had never really seen much of the light of day and we were all camping in the compound around it. Someone asked me if I had any gravy browning so I went on board the coach to see and grubbing around, found Christmas lights still plugged in and illuminated, a couple of dolls. All of this got me thinking that I’d never tidy out all of this and my investment such as it was, was going completely to waste.
I waited until 09:00 and then phoned up the doctor’s. They offered me an appointment for 12:00 which gave me some time to clean up, have a shower and to collect a few things together.
It was a struggle to the doctor’s but I was seen bang-on midday. And by 13:00 I was in the hospital at Granville. And by 13:30 I was being attended to. Imagine that in the UK!
Eventually they decided against keeping me in. The doctor who saw me hopes that a change in the antibiotic will stop the nausea and make me feel more like eating, but that’s not really the point. I’d stopped eating before I had the nausea.
On the way back I went to LIDL for more water and things like like that. And I was lucky enough to find a pharmacy still open just around the corner.
So now I’m back here, still on the sofa, still not eating but at least I have some of this multivitamin drink – if only I can keep it down.
They gave me a letter to give to the doctor so I’ll have a go at delivering it tomorrow. See what he has to say about it all.
