Baggy had only five and a half hours in bed last night, after her lovely night out with the Slimming World girls she wasn't home until 10.00pm . Then because Calum had put his sim in the dongle (Clara had used up all of the credit on hers, doing her bloggy, blog, blog), when she got home Clara insisted on blogging a bit more. Clever Bird let her lose track of time and before she knew it, it was 11.30pm. Freda Fretter was screaming at them to check the clock as Baggy had to get up at 5.00am, but did they listen? Course not.
Of course Hormonal Hannah had her awake for at least an hour of that time, so Baggy had to be dragged (gently) out of bed by Clever Bird when the alarm went off. Baggy had to be at hospital at 7.30am. As usual Clever Bird had them there an hour early. But at least Calum found a coffee shop that was open this time. He needed one. He came to bed at 1.00am! Pity he wafted the delicious, "wakey-up, Baggy you know you really want one" aroma under Baggy's nose when she wasn't even allowed a sip of water! Sometimes husband, just sometimes! Clever Bird managed to stop Baggy from commenting though. Good girl.
Baggy was taken through, seconds before Hormonal Hannah was about to carry out a scene from "The Great Escape". The Anaesthetist came for "the" chat and told Baggy she was last on the list. "I was rather afraid you were going to say that", said Clever Bird as Freda Fretter smiled and turned grey around the gills. She explained the whole Lawrence operation saga: there at 7.30am; told she was last, it would be at least 3pm; offered tea and toast at 9.00am; gobbled it; told at 11.00am that they had moved her up the list as Freda Fretter was terrified; Clever Bird said, "Toast!"; operation started at 3pm!!!!!! "Right, I will see what I can do", "Promise I won't have toast, thank you".
So Hormonal Hannah set Freda Fretter off in a flat spin, worrying about having to wait until noon for the operation. (The admission letter said morning surgery was between 8.30am and noon.) Creative Clara calmed things down by getting her blog notebook out and writing (while Baggy still could). Calum did his silly dance that normally makes Baggy laugh. Not even a twitch of a lip. Then Hormonal Hannah started and had Baggy in tears. The Consultant appeared with his marker pen. Clever Bird can't decide whether he's deliberately obtuse, has the memory of a goldfish, or is just a wind-up merchant, or it's his way of checking the patient understands what is going on, but he never seems to remember Baggy (probably just crazy busy). He drew all over her arm. Baggy said, "Hope you'll be much neater than that". He laughed. Told the Nurse this when she came in. She looked worried. "Oh, what did he say?", "He laughed", "Oh!". "Yeah, I said the same thing last year and look at the scar", "Wow, you can't see it", "Exactly. I think he likes a challenge", said Clever Bird.
Right, Freda, Hannah, Baggy, breathe it's going to be a long wait.........
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