I promise you that I won’t detain you for long this evening. So, we were hoping that John might well be coming out of hospital today. Jen set off quite early in the Smart car, while I stayed in the Casa Me Duck. Well, be fair, had I gone as well, then I’d have been clinging to the roof rack on the way home if John had come out, which would have been doubly difficult since the Smart doesn’t actually have a roof rack.
While Jen was on her way, John rang. Right, John had an appointment arranged for a procedure on his back, and this was arranged months ago. They arrived in John’s room early doors today to take him down for it. He was all prepared, even though he was sure it had been cancelled. When they were about to do the procedure, they had a look at the medicine they had been giving him. One of the things John takes is Sintron, an anticoagulant. Jen had made sure that they were fully aware that if John was having the treatment on Monday, then they could not give him Sintron on Sunday. If they were cancelling the procedure, no problem. So what did they do? They gave him Sintron last night. So when they realised they’d given him Sintron last night, they cancelled the procedure and wheeled him back up to his room. Lord Sugar might well have said, John was ‘not an ‘appy bahny’.
As for me, well I accompanied Jen to the hospital on the later visit, when we took the big car just in case. No such luck though. We can only hope that he’ll be out tomorrow. As for me, well, no real sketching opportunities apart from this Ambulance in the car park.
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