So I typed the story of the last month, clicked in the preview to try and edit a typo - and lost the lot.
DrG has been in hospital with pneumonia.
Nice ride - blue lights, but no two-tone horn.
How serious? “If something happens, do you want to be resuscitated?”
Me - “Yes”
Medic - “Why” (Stupid question)
I should have caught on then.
When the guy from intensive care is discussing whether or no to put me on a ventilator, I am starting to get the idea that my condition is serious. Oral anti-biotics, IV anti-biotics, needles and cannulas everywhere.
After ten days I am starting to wake up.
The last two weeks I have been in a wonderful small specialist hospital that just happened to have a bed.
The appetite returns.
I get a brilliant physio and an OT who are determined to get me walking and get me home.
Dr G, and two zimmer frames got home yesterday.
DoctorGeoff is back.