Hospital Day 1

It was a normal Saturday.  We'd done the shopping and at 5ish I started thinking about starting cooking.

But then I got a rather severe pain in my stomach.  I thought "ouch" but not a lot more.  It hadn't gone after 30 minutes, so I took a painkiller and drank half a liter of water.

It didn't go away.

By then I was sweating and becoming increasingly alarmed at how painful everything had become.

So we jumped in the car and nipped round to the local A&E.

They took one look at me and I was taken in straight away, hooked up to various machines and left with the promise that someone would be there very soon.

A very nice doctor came and examined me.  Then I had x-rays, an ultrasound, lots of blood was taken and they in return gave me lots of drugs and fluids.  At 10 in the evening I was flying.

At midnight I was still flying and totally pain-free.  I think this had a lot of bearing on what I would call a Bad Decision. 

I decided to go home...