Georgie Jabbers

Okay, so yesterday was bloody awful….

Go to hand in coursework. Simple enough task yes?

No. Asthma attack… So Nick bundles me into the back of a taxi and takes me to the Med Centre.

Nebuliser 1, and 2 and then Ambulance.

Nebuliser 3, 4 and 5, Hospital.

CXR -Clear

ECG - Good enough

Time for Discharge. Stress of waiting in a room full of people as a claustrophobic without a clue what’s going on? =

Asthma attack.

Nebuliser.

Attmitted to ward.

5 hours later… Discharged time.

I do not appreciate being kept in hospital for 10 hours when all I want is some steroids, painkillers, and my bloody bed.

Okay. So the wonderful nick has bullied me into having another blog. One that I put my name to… Then he spent the best part of an hour deciding on the domain. Though, he did buy it, so more fool him. Oh well. Now he’s being demanding, surprise surprise. Bye for now. G.