So, for weeks I’ve been psyching myself up to go to hospital this Wednesday. But when there was no phone call from admissions by 6pm, I got a little bit freaked out. How would I know when to turn up? Where was I supposed to go? When could I eat? Panic panic panic!
So I phoned the hospital’s pre-admissions call centre number.
“Um, I’m meant to have a day procedure tomorrow but no one’s called?”
[after asking for information] “No, I’m not seeing you on the lists..”
*panic panic panic!*
“Which doctor, dear?”
“Dr H. For xyz?”
“That’s on THURSDAY dear! Tomorrow’s Wednesday!”
“Oops! Lost a day there! My mistake! Thanks! Bye!”
*hides head until pillow until blushes calm down to only being visible from MARS…*
Yep… that’s me folks, unable to read a calendar.
I *did* remember that today was shared lunch day at Quilters, and that I was doing a demo – you can see it over on the Toowoomba Quilters blog if you want. Foundation pieced flying geese.
It was NOT good – I am NOT GOOD at doing talking in front of people these days. I got terribly flustered and embarrassed and rushed and got myself confused and left stuff out… I am much much better in writing than in person.
Annnnnnnnnnnnnd to add to it all (and I can’t believe I’m telling you this, dear reader – it may be TMI (Too Much Information) but I have a new and wonderful symptom that is complicating my life just that little bit more….
It’s been a bit of an issue since The Fall in 2002… I didn’t pee for over 24 hours and then – ahem – needed assistance. But now it’s – well, a little less controlled.
Could be from the whole “OH MY GOSH YOU’RE FAT!” thang (gotta love this: “Q. Does weight have an effect on bladder control?” A.”Even a few kilos can make a difference. A five to ten percent weight loss can help improve bladder control by reducing intra-abdominal pressure.” Colour coded just like the packs – Oh, goody!)
Add a side of tomato juice (who knew?!) and some stress and … well.
Good thing I’m seeing my doc on Friday, eh?
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Caity – being a NONG is part of my everyday life – join the club! Recently I emailed my cousin in Finland instead of the travel agent here,….I tried to fill up with petrol when the petrol station was shut…turned up for an appointment 1 hour early because I didn’t read the clock right…gee that’s just the last two days…
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No Caity, it wasn’t too much information, thank you. I bet quite a few of your readers will follow the links and read more about this. Anyone who’s had bronchitis, for example
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LOL! Thanks, Sue – I was feeling REALLY nong-y – good to know I’m not alone!!
Bloody hell, how dear was petrol this week? We filled up today – $46 for our 35 litre tank – ouch!
An hour early for appointments is just about routine here – Mr Beloved has a bit of a “WE’re going to be LATE” thing sometimes – at least you get to catch up n old National Geographics in waiting rooms, LOL! A whole day early might have been the nongiest thing ever….
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Marcie, dontcha HATE it when you cough that much? argh!
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