M passed his hospital tests with flying colours. No abnormalities, signs of Nasty Things To Come, stones, cancerous anythings, kinks, wibbles or furfles.
It took nearly 9 hours door to door, although the procedure itself took barely 15 minutes. We were both asleep when the carers came at 9pm to help M into bed. I sacked out fully dressed in the bed, woke up at 3am and got meself organised. M was asleep in his chair and has no memory of being moved!
Interesting. We didn't endure any trauma, we weren't particularly nervous or upset. Mostly we sat/lay around. I guess the amount of nervous tension we did have was enough to wear us out. And usually good news gives you a boost.
He's clear now for (the doc said) a good 10 to 15 years! I'll hold him to that.
I feel a drawing coming on for my next post!
Thursday brought to you by eau d'hospital. Friday brought to you by my dear friend Gucci. I might consult him further today!
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