Things said in jest. Can come back to bite you.

Before I start this series of posts

I was very ill but it is not attributable to any life threatening Diseases/Conditions.

More how signs can be missed.

I am safely on the road to recovery.

It is my fault for refusing to give up.



Things said in jest. Can come back to bite you.

I am often heard to quip

I must be careful or I’ll have too much blood in my alcohol stream.



Well I this was found to be so, this week, at the Hospital.

“Huh” I hear,” Yep” I reply

“Too Much Blood.”

“Shall I explain?” I say.

“Yes Please” you shout back.

I enjoy a drink always have.

Recently I was advised to cut down, not all at once (phew), bit by bit.

Well this did prove difficult but I have managed to half my consumption.

This I achieved by gradually cutting down the number of drinks I had

This was not easy being a hardened drinker of almost forty years the body whinged.

But over the last five six months I managed this.

All together now “Hurrah well done Les”

I would cut a drink out and stay like that for a week or so.

Occasionally I would go back a step, wait a little while and move forward again.

Remembering the old adage “Slowly slowly catches the monkey.”

Then recently I had round of tummy upsets upstairs and downstairs.

Not every day and never both ends at once

A couple of times forcing me to cancel meetings etc.

I thought it was bad food, so I cleared out the fridge, freezer and larder.

And restocked, all seemed to settle down then at the beginning of this week it all came back with avengence.

Now normally if I have a “Gyppy Tummy”

I only have to wait an hour or so and all is fine, no special diets needed.

Wednesday I was due a medical revue, so I would bring the subject up.

Well Tuesday night I was sick three times . But waited to see the Doc, told him what I’ve told you

A few questions later and I was sent off with a bottle to fill and told to take it and go for blood tests at the hospital. One of these requires fasting. No problems I know about this nil but water for 12 hours. Being an old hand I knew every body fasts early evening a goes early morning. Consequentially the hospital is heaving until after 10 o’clock. Now I start my fast at 20:30 and so miss the crowds.

Well Wednesday evening I felt a little peckish and had a piece of chicken, Which stayed down 30 seconds.
About six thirty I stood up and the next thing I knew I was on the floor the other side of the room.

Strange I thought , still I pulled my self to gether and sat still for a while, had a glass of water and went online and booked another doctors appointment. As I am diabetic and my diet had been a bit of a mish mash lately I took my Blood Sugar readings thinking I had had a Hypo, unusual for tablet controlled but not impossible. 10.89, way to high, must tell the doc. I drank very little and had an early bed .

I had a sleepless night thinking “Did I pass out with a heart attack ?

Is my trouble weeing from prostate cancer?

Is my being sick from ulcers or worse.

Thursday morning I felt rough Still went to the hospital and gave the tests needed.

As I was feeling better had a pub lunch including a burger and chips.

Took it nice and gentle reading a book.

And in the afternoon I made my way to the doctors, feeling much better and relayed part two.

I was told he wanted a urine sample, I said I gave one in this morning; no he said “I want one now.”

25 minutes later no joy.

I was told off for not calling an ambulance and going to hospital, I meekly replied sorry I will call in future. A round of more intense than normal prodding probing tapping and listening.

B/P taken ok, B/S 9.89 So I am sent away with another round of blood tests and to make an appointment for an ECG.

That evening I left apologises on forums etc saying I would only be lurking not active for a while.



Now we come to yesterday Friday.

Got myself off to the hospital to have my tests done,

While I was there a mum brought her daughter in for blood test and little one was distraught , I told her that I found it helps if you concentrate on breathing

Breathe in count 1, 2, 3

Breathe out count 1, 2, 3

She did this a few times and smiled a weak thank you.

While I was there I popped into the drop in centre given a quick once over and told if I feel bad go to A&E.

Thought well I might so went to Bromley the town to change buses felt a lot better so as I hadn’t eaten for 24 hours I would have a MacD.

Felt even better so had a walk around the town popped into the library picked a book and sat down .

When I stood up an intense dizzy spell sent me nearly crashing into the book cases.

That’s it Farnborough Hospital it is.
Les


The Next Seven hours.

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