I had a 5 night and day stay in hospital being poked and prodded - not always in a nice way after my 'event'.
After being taken in by ambulance on Thursday night it could only get better after that.
On Friday I was feeling better and was still convinced that I'd had a vertigo attack given that I had no apparent stroke symptoms anymore or obvious damage. The CT scan was inconclusive but the MRI did show a small stroke or TIA in the area of balance. I was being kept in though because of atrial fibrillation (arrhythmic heartbeat) and two events that happened - spike in pulse rate and high blood pressure. The first was early Saturday morning and the second in the middle of Monday night. At both times, as I was wearing a heart monitor the emergency team were alerted and delegations of specialists arrived. On the first one on Saturday there were suddenly 3 doctors, 4 nurses, some nurse aids and specialists surrounding my bed - about 11 people in total. On the second which was at 2AM I only merited 2 doctors 2 nurses , a nurse aid and a specialist who did ECG tests.
I lay there like an exhibit and couldn't help thinking about that excellent Dennis Potter TV series of the 90s - The Singing Detective and the 'Dry Bones' sequence. I told them that and some looked at me funny but a couple of the older ones remembered the programme.
Here's the sequence.
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My wife complained about Hutt hospital being too hot.
Hospitals are overheated to cater to the wimps who are cold.
The food is underseasoned to cater to the unadventurous patients.
The beds are grouped with both male and female.
The curtains are there for when husband and wife ....
What?
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