For our afternoon cup of tea arriving...eventually...though I had to politely request mine be delivered before I left the unit! The lovely 'housekeeper' who usually wheels the trolley round has not been available this week and though we are all grateful a member of the nursing team will step into the role, they are less adept and speedy and often delayed by other tasks of course. Unfortunately it's not just a case of fancying refreshments, as their equivalent fluid content is extracted from your blood in advance so patients can feel quite literally dry if this doesn't get topped up.
I give thanks though there's no scenic view from the side rooms there's sometimes other interesting stuff to look at - this afternoon it was the staff taking each other's blood for antibody testing. The most popular extractor was the ex practice nurse due to take me off the machine, which meant a chap I'm rather fond of for his intelligence and humour did it instead. During the course of an unusually lengthy chat ( I wouldn't stop bleeding) we discovered we'd both been under the care of the same specialist (urological cancer) nurse, and were both particularly enamoured of a certain stretch of nearby coast path. I give thanks for the thought of him walking his dog along it at the weekend. I'm sure he'll find it very therapeutic.
I give thanks it's the weekend! For having lots of quite appealing indoors things to do...plus a selection of books, Netflix and recorded TV to (I hope) help me forget about that footpath...
No comments:
Post a Comment