Tuesday, 27 September 2011
I was quite relaxed about my operation until....
Lying on the trolley-bed in Pre-0p, waiting to be wheeled in for my operation, I hear two women and a man talking behind me.
“It’s such a shame, isn’t it? Didn’t they read her notes?”
“Apparently they did. Well, they said they did, but they had to say that, didn’t they? Still, I don’t see how they could have. Terribly sad, awful.”
“No, they couldn’t have read her notes, otherwise she wouldn’t have died!”
Whoever you were, thanks for your comforting chitty-chat. So good to overhear your reassuring words, just before they wheeled me into the operating theatre!
Labels:
hospitals,
operations
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4 comments:
only catching up after a few hectic weeks hope all went well.
All is good so far, Paz thanks for asking- hope to be on the prom next week!
Wishing you all the best Charlie.
Thanks jamushur!
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