Missed all the excitement at the start, but now I'm up to speed with the thread......congrats on still sticking around.
Hope you've no plans to trade in your Canon 7D for the Eternal 1, for a good while yet.
Not just yet Phil although there might be a few who wish I had
Thanks though
On a similar note, there was one chap on the ward who was a little senile, poor bugger. He had had a big op by the looks of it and I did overhear them talking about the state of his liver also. He also had moments of being coherent as well though, although very few. He would repeatedly call out help quite often. When assistance arrived it was usually for him to ask to be taken to the top floor
. Kind of funny, but bloody hell that was testing the patience of staff to the limit, but not once did they ignore those calls of help
Whilst I was chatting to one old fellow whilst waiting for the wife to collect me, the other guy was calling out help again, I went over to him to ask if all was ok, once again came the reply " Take me to the top floor " I said listen mate, you are already on the top floor, you don't want to be going any higher just yet if you can help it.
On the subject of caring I bring you this. The boss had arranged a few days ago with my wife to pop up and see me to see how I was, so yesterday evening was the plan. Mid afternoon the phone rang and I picked it up "Hello!" "Hello!" bit of background talking but no answer as such, then it hung up on me. Around 4ish the boss turns up at the door.
Him. Hi Rich alright
Me. Yeh ok I thought you were coming up this evening.
Him. Well I told your wife early evening.
Me. Well I don't call 4pm early evening.
Anyhow we sit down outside and have a little chat with me going over the event and things leading up to it and after it. It really did not take long to confirm my initial thoughts when I heard he wanted to come and see me
Him. So what has your doctor said.
Me. What do you mean what has my doctor said (knowing full well what he was thinking)
Him. Has he said when you can return back or if you will be able to?
Me. Nothing to do with a doctor at the moment,I have not long been discharged and I am waiting to hear from the RUH for a rehab programme.
Him. Oh yeh, right right, I understand but it has come as a bit of a shock to us, and your job involves a lot of heavy lifting and driving. I would not want anything happening to you if you came back to work. I have been looking up on the internet about what happens after an attack.
Me. Ah right that`s good then.
Him. So honestly Rich how do you feel about it all, what do you think about coming back.
Me. To be honest, having been out only a few days and still coming to terms with it all and what is ahead of me, I don`t really give a flying F...k! about you or the job at the moment. I have always felt honesty is the best policy
Him. Mmm yeh ok. You know what people are like Rich, I got them coming up to me at the market in the morning asking if there is a job going, you got no worries though I will keep your job open for you, unless you feel at some point it will all be too much and do not want to return (Well he`s going to have a long wait there)
Me. I will tell you what I do find too much.
Him. What`s that Rich?
Me. This conversation, I am feeling really tired now and want to go lie down.
Him. Ok you go lie down, just let us know if anything changes.
Me. Yeh ok bye!
Just about Sums it all up nowadays