Can you believe it! We were told to arrive at 10 am this morning so guessed I would be later on the list, but still left home at 7am to beat the traffic. When we arrived on the ward, the same nurse said exactly the same as last time “I’m so sorry, but they’ve got you in far too early, I’ll get you a glass of water”. Aghhhh
We had already killed an hour, having driven straight through, in the Guy’s hospital cafe where Duncan enjoyed a breakfast deal, munching his way through a bacon roll with a cappuccino. Never has sausages and bacon smelt so good – all because I couldn’t eat. I am now desperate for a cuppa – nothing new there my kids yell.
Talking of kids, I was just being admitted when my phone rang flashing up the name of my middle one’s school. Oh no, what has he done?! “Mrs Saul, I have your son in the office with a migraine – he really needs to go home”, “but I’m in Guy’s hospital waiting for surgery…” Good old grandad to the rescue for the second time this morning, having already dropped his granddaughter to the bus stop as she was running late!