THIS IS IT !
I am sitting on my bed which has been wheeled into the Anaesthetics room. I have just been attacked by a large porcupine. At least that's what it feels like. I have needle holes in back, front and both arms from which various tubes and wires are protruding Ouch !
The double door swings dramatically open into the operating theatre. There are four people standing around the operating table .They look towards me and wave. I could swear they are holding knives and forks.
OBLIVION
Two hours later, Val, waiting in my room is informed "All has gone well he's in the recovery suite." "He's a bit of a character though." They add.
A CHARACTER ! What does that mean ?
Long John Silver (Treasure Island -will need a parrot))
Blind Pugh (Treasure island - will need a stick and a black spot)
Joseph (will need a shepherds crook)
Moses (can use his stick to get drinks from rocks)
A Crooked Man (That crooked stile sounds like par for a Meanderthal walk)
Ah well......… All had indeed gone well and I am now back home as the owner of a magnificent . brand new pair of crutches. Then comes the eternal question. "What do you do with them when you no longer need them ?"
Thanks everyone for your good wishes.
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