Back on harness, well almost. A three day journey courtesy of the NHS. Part 2.
Back home from part 1 picking up some seals at the plumbers for the closet sink. Then it all went belly up. Developed a head ache, ear ache, neck and shoulders plus chest. By 6.00pm I'm in bed with a fever. Down hill from there, bronchial breathing getting more laboured. At 2.30 Am Mrs P called 111, they recommended an ambulance which arrived in about 20 minutes. Full check up by the ambulance staff. Recommended Blackburn Hospital just to make sure it wasn't a prelude to a heart attack. First class people and service.
3.10 am saw me sat in the Triage bay. The whole place was heaving with beds in corridors there must have been hundreds. Blood pressure, temperature and pulse count. This was repeated roughly every two hours. 6.00 am offered something to eat and drink. 8.00am blood test to be sent to the lab. 10.am (7 hours in Triage) moved to the ambulatory waiting room which was already full of patients who looked like they had been there for ever. Same two hourly blood pressure checks etc probably to see if there was any deterioration during the wait. 2.00 pm (4 hours in that room) Beginning to think that that waiting rooms should have been called.
Long stay. (make sure your mobile phone is fully charged,
Purgatory. (500 years minimum)
Dante,(abandon hope all ye who enter here). Finally saw a Doctor who was obviously rushed off her feet. Recommended an X-ray which was done immediately. Asked where the toilets were. Taken through a labyrinth a corridors and emergency beds. The only way back was to try to remember who I recognised in the various beds.
Finally moved to the discharge room where the mediation was arranged plus a meal and a free taxi home. The staff were excellent but obviously under pressure and the emergency care section is far too small and not really fit for purpose.
Back home at 4.00 pm still walking like wobbly bob.

but hopefully fit enough to attend Blackburn tomorrow Friday for a bone scan.