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This has not been my week...
This has definitely not been my week. I'm sitting here, feeling completely sleep-lagged while Richard is in Bournemouth hospital. He started to feel unwell round about 11.30 last night. We phoned NHS Direct who said to take him to A+E, so we went to Poole hospital. After he'd been seen all the usual stuff, they decided he'd be best going to Bournemouth hospital (as they happened to have a relevent specialist there in the middle of the night.) Drove to Bournemouth and saw a doctor there around 3.30 am. I got back home to bed around 5am. I had to be up in time to tell the office as soon as they opened that Richard and I weren't going to be working in Hampshire today and they would need to find someone else at short notice. Net result was I got about two hours sleep.
Just to add insult to injury, the venue we've had to miss is one of our favourites that only comes available at rare intervals.
Got a little bit of sleep this afternoon, but was woken by one of my son's friends phoning to see if he was home.
The good news is that Richard says he hopes to be home later today or tomorrow. (It seems likely the infection he had last week resurfaced in a somewhat painful part of the body) He's on antibiotics and painkillers.
Just to add insult to injury, the venue we've had to miss is one of our favourites that only comes available at rare intervals.
Got a little bit of sleep this afternoon, but was woken by one of my son's friends phoning to see if he was home.
The good news is that Richard says he hopes to be home later today or tomorrow. (It seems likely the infection he had last week resurfaced in a somewhat painful part of the body) He's on antibiotics and painkillers.