Crazy times here at Churchill High. Can’t make my mind up if I am on the mend or going down hill.
Came in yesterday and it feels like I’ve been asleep ever since.
I arrived early, signed in then waited. Then I signed my life away (literally) and then everybody left the waiting room, off to start their little adventures leaving me on my own for a couple of hours. So I had gone from first to last in a matter of minutes. It turns out that calling the day before bears no resemblance on when you can be seen the next day. Up at 5.30, showered in medical muck and then headed off for the hospital early doors. Even that doesn’t secure an hour early surgery as by the time I arrived – 20 minutes early, I still couldn’t get a seat because everyone had the same idea. Typical!