This happened just over a year ago and I can’t remember it!
I came out of a hospital yesterday having had a catheter and stent finally removed after, in the case of the stent—seven weeks. I was unlucky in some ways with the operation I’d had, but lucky in others and it’s this thing called luck I wanted to write about.
A bed in a ward was available for me at four in the afternoon last Wednesday, which meant I’d waited only two hours. However, half of that waiting time was my fault. The letter I’d received clearly said–arrive at three! Being early has been a general fault of mine, one I’ve lived with for all the years I’ve been responsible for.
The ward was designed for six patients but held only three, two against one wall and me on my own against the other. It took no time at all to become acquainted with the other two and it’s the one…
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Some would say, it wasn’t the man’s time. It is a good thing you wrote it down.
I still cannot ‘see’ this man.
I remember this, Danny. I am glad this has improved for you and I hope the buzzing in your ears will also be resolved.
I hope the buzzing goes as it’s very, very annoying.