Hi all and hope 'this year' is continuing well.
Spent one hour of today on phone being shuttled between my local hospital and the one, Stoke Mandeville', an hour's journey north of here which makes all the appointments for our three hospitals and to which many of OUR hosp. depts. have been moved including maternity and A&E. It is all regarding my imminent CT scan on Tuesday morning, which, by digging my toes in, I ensured would be at the local hosp which HAS a CT unit - yet, because the faraway one makes all the appointments - and loses records and fails quite often to link up information and blood samples etc - it also posts to the patient the necessary 'dye' preparation required to be taken before a CT scan. I await this with baited breath. Plus, the vital link, my consultant's secretary, only obtainable at Stoke Mandeville not the local hospital, is on holiday, it all falls apart.
It was made clear to me that my usual mode of transport - bus and walking - is out of the question, I must find a lift. I HATE ASKING, but finally called on my lovely friend from the choir. She will be free and, as I might be anything between 30 minutes and an hour on Tuesday, would drop me off and go home and wait to hear from me.
I also had to postpone the blood test which was due on Monday and now will be a week later.
Meanwhile Trixie has been curled up asleep from about 9 a.m. and it is now 3.30. It's a cat's life!!!
Viv


Lucy K doesn't care; she's been asleep on the duvet most of the day and won't complain if she can spend the next three days like that instead of going to cat-jail.