Well, here I am at 06:40 sitting in the departure lounge of Sumburgh Airport.
I am traveling light, taking a couple of good books along with a lifetime supply of chicken and tomato rolls, kindly made by OH before we left home. Like going on a school trip in the coach, I have already eaten one!
The flight south was fine. It was only an hour long. At one stage I dipped and suddenly felt exhausted so tried unsuccessfully to go to sleep. This was a new plane and the seats were basic – hard plastic – so that was impossible. The stewardess came round with the trolley so I gave up on my idea of sleep and had a cup of coffee and another chicken and tomato roll instead!
Coming in to Aberdeen.
The plane landed and I was taken by minibus to the hospital. This is an invaluable service for the northern island patients.
And now I am waiting in the MRI suite for my scan. I have just noticed the blurb says please do not eat a large meal beforehand. Now I am wondering if the chicken and tomato rolls count!
Well, that’s my image now magnetically resonated and I have followed the red line to the Outpatient Dept where I am waiting for my next appointment. I had another 🍗&🍅 roll to give me a boost.
The MRI was fine. I had my usual thoughts of being so fat I would get stuck, not opening my eyes, and trying to sing Barbara Ann by the Beachboys to the machine’s juddering noise.
One physical examination appointment later and now I am off to X-ray. This is not Village of the Damned – there are folk about!
The X-rays were taken and back I go for another consultation. I was told that I will be discussed along with my X-rays and MRI scan next week at a meeting with the surgical team to see if they can help me. I am exhausted and now waiting in Out-Patients for the minibus back to the airport.
i am so tired, so very very tired. I can’t go to sleep in case I miss the minibus so I am watching Brideshead Revisited on YouTube.
The minibus came and there was a bit of a panic at the airport – long queues and only one check-in lady but we finally got on the plane.
Home James (or Daisy), and don’t spare the horses. My bed calls me. It was a very long day.