Oh joy....

It's a good thing I didn't make any plans for this evening, as my GP just refered me to the hospital. I'm at home grabbing a few things together before I go.

Before anyone gets concerned - I am fine. It's just a routine niggly female thing that's TMI to go into. They may not even keep me in tonight - they may either decide to treat it with antibiotics or put me on a short waiting list, to be seen sometime next week.

So I've got my book, my notepads, and two episodes of Sports Night on my mp3 player - I'm good for the next couple of hours.

Rowan's with my parents - though Mam's unfortunately brewing a migraine - and the cat has full bowls of food and water. Should be fine if they keep me in.

Catch you on the flip side, folks!

So...

I'm back, after an long, boring evening of mostly sitting around. When I wasn't being examined or stuck with needles...

It's a good thing I can't be bothered to get embarrassed - after all the antenatal visits I endured I no longer see the point.

I was examined by a Nurse Practitioner, who also took various samples for testing (infection, diabetes etc.) and then had to wait for a Doctor to come by, examine me again and decide if I was to be admitted. I sat and waited for two hours before a male Doctor finally showed up, who unfortunately had a very thick accent so it was kinda hard to have a conversation with him.

In the end we decided he would try and get me on the waiting list for the hospital out in the Vale some time next week, but if not I have to go back in tomorrow and wait around till they can fit me in. The problem there is that they won't be able to let me know either way till about ten am, by which time I'm in work. So I will have to go to work as normal, give my manager a heads-up and request permission to leave my phone on vibrate in my pocket.

I managed about an hour listening to my mp3 player before my ears started to hurt, and I also read some more of my 'Crisis On Infinite Earths' novel - I'm beginning to see why Dad didn't like his copy. I also watched most of the England/Sweden match, just for something to do, since the woman waiting alongside me wanted to see it. She fell asleep for a moment about half an hour in, and missed the first goal! *chuckles*

I got home absolutely starving as I've had nothing to eat since twelve thirty, so I've grilled myself up a small steak and microwaved some Special Fried Rice. Not looking forward to trying to stay nil-by-mouth tomorrow, just in case - I'm way too much of a foody to go without eating! *sighs*

Thank you to everyone who sent good vibes - they're really appreciated!

Apropos of nothing....

There was a guy at work today with a Mariners shirt.....

I think I freaked him out demanding to know where he got it from. But alas, he got it in Seattle when he saw them play the Rangers. *grumps*