This is what life is like when you have an illness that nobody notices because it is invisible. Just because I look well doesn't mean that I am, life already has enough lumps in it without people making any more. I am writing this blog in the hope that some understanding gets out there, as well as the laughs. Please feel free to share it with your friends. It's an important message that needs to be everywhere. Love and thanks from Maz xxx
Friday, 13 April 2012
The Perfect Hospital Appointment?
I'm finally back in Yeovil from Taunton. I was starving hungry by the time I got back so first thing to do was get a pan of savoury beef and tomato pasta on the go. Then I thought that my top priority was large tea. I was right. I'm on the 2nd large tea and trying to get the fingers and brain to co-operate with writing this post. Here goes anyway. I caught the bus to Taunton OK and the bus to Musgrove Park Hospital, where I was quite early and found the orhopaedic clinic in plenty of time. I was nearly 20 minutes early and expecting to be there for ages. Time ticked on towards 3.10pm, my appointed time. 3.10 arrived and my name was called!! I got in to see Mr Sheridan (which was not an unpleasant experience at all. If he had took my blood pressure it would have gone through the roof!!) He was so nice in his manner (and looks), we were able to have a couple of giggles as he checked my arm. I don't think I slobbered anywhere, I managed to control the drooling enough! Anyway, mind back on the job. The conclusion of the appointment was that I will have surgery to decompress the Ulnar Nerve, which means that I will see him again within the next 18 weeks or so! The next thing to do was the pre-admission assessment, which meant finding my way to the POAC (Pre Operation Assessment Clinic) where there was more waiting to do. Blood pressure, height, weight, nasal probe and a specimen and some questions to ask and answer. It will be a day unit job but I will not be allowed home on my own. So I have to see about getting a lift from someone. All I need now is a date to go in for a quick (25 mins) cut and thrust job to get the nerve back to its old self. My arm will be in the hands of the lovely Mr Sheridan.
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