Quite perky today. Working on the forthcoming Malta conference. Going to redraft a bid to EPSRC this afternoon. Installed and setup a neighbour’s PC last night, they kindly gave me their old Freeview box to play with. I am such a technology junkie! Need to get a lot of bark and use it to suppress the weeds we have just dug up in the back flower bed. My friend has some rasberry plants for me, but I am still resolutely non-gardening stock. We might get a fitted bedroom, we need to repair the drainms out front, and I think we have squirrels in the loft again!
Ah well, following my trip to the hospital I came down with a virus that had a rash, sollen lymph nodes, a low fever, headaches, and the most painful joints ever. I recovered just in time for Ann to come down with it three days ago. Hey ho!
We’re all gearing up to finalise and launch a project conference in Malta mid-late May. Ann is helping me with it and I hope it goes well. I am not chairing this one I am sitting at the back panicking.
I started playing in a game of the WARS rpg Monday night. Seemed fun, rather like Space Above and Beyond, the system is d20 which I am not a big fan of but it’ll hopefully fade away and allow the game to shine through.
Not done any photography this year yet, the weather’s been so crap..
I had a terrible pain in my back Tuesday back, along with nausea and gut ache. I mean terrible, 9/10 pain levels, and my worst migraines are at 10/10, most lower. My doctor’s primary care service was useless, unhelpful and rude. Whilst we waited for them to ‘refer it to a manager’ I asked Ann to get an ambulance.
Now, when you’re my age and size, medics are all geared up to making sure you’re not having a cardiac problem, and given that the pain was transferring through to the front, that was all good and proper. A paramedic was with me in minutes, an ambulance not long after, and I was A&E in 30 minutes tops (which when you know where I live plus the care on site, is good).
A&E were great, and although the pain was terrible, my veins kept collapsing (5 attempts) and I am so needlephobic I was sick (or was that part of the wider problem?) I was on morphine by 12, a mere 4 hours after it all started.
My prognosis got better as they ruled things out, but the standard of medical organisation detoriated until I had to stay in for an extra 24 hours because a doctor filled in an X ray form wrongly. The care assistants and the domestic staff were great, I met some nice people, I saw some very sad sights, a lady died in the bed oppposite me and Ann must have been so traumatised and worried, this coming so soon after Leesa’s death.
Of course, given the variable quality of many doctors (and last time I was in the consultant was great) I have come home with almost no idea of what was wrong with me, what the ongoing treatment should be, why they took my drugs off me and only returned half of them. I shall go to my GP today and ask them to try and find out and explain it all to me, then I think I might make a complaint or two about the cockups. I had a similarly bad time in the same unit when I had pneumonia last March, I didn’t complain then, maybe if I do this time they’ll try and make things better.
What do I think? A kidney stone. But don’t quote me, I’m not a doctor, thank god.