With these happy faces I join Nicole´s...
It was a fight today. My roomie wanted to leave for the weekend, too, but wasn´t too sure yet.
I... was sure! Before lunch-time I said I wanna leave the hospital - yes, at my own risk, worst case: Death.
But what would they do anyways? Take and record blood pressure, in-ear temp, weight. Which was taken only last three days on a chair.
From 53,6kg I dropped to 51.4 and then to 41.2- WHAT????? Oh, 51,2.
Oh, and do not forget: blood!!! Loads of blood, sometimes twice a day, 3 big cannulas each time. Bruises all over, I look like a junkie. Outcome: Nothing special.
There is one blood-probe that they had to send to another clinic, the result is due Monday.
"You´ll be here then on Monday again!".
"I call and if there is need I´ll be here." Hello?!!!
The phone number I got from my roomie. Just saying.
That´s it from me today, I´m knackered.
What a day.
For this lay around all weekend?!
Roomie was still evaluating, when patient #3 rolled in. A massive, massive woman, loud, too.
If there is WiFi. Yes, I said, 5 days, €5. She had no money. - She claimed.
OK, so I offered and payed. Dumb me.
The dumbest shows on her Smartphone at full blast. Who says there is good Karma?
BEFORE lunchtime I announced my plan and added I need to see my dentist.
04:30 p.m. I had everything, why, thank you! And only after asking back, asking back, asking back!!!
Dentist: Monday hence. And my tongue kills me (ripped it open at my sharp tooth).
Mostly nice FACES at the hospital, apart from THAT.One.Lady who has the.power.
Henry 🦁
