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Well, that was an interesting day...
Starved myself for 15 hours, got to the hospital at 7.30 for a 10.30 op, and was told at 11.45 that it was cancelled due to the anaesthetic delivery system being broken (they'd been trying to fix it all morning apparently). So I came home again and here I am at work.
Bugger.
Might possibly get a date next week, but more likely will be after my hols (i.e. after June), but the consultant's list is full until end of September, so it could even be after that!
Funnily enough I felt quite phlegmatic about the whole thing. It could have been worse: the equipment could have gone wrong in the middle of my op!
Starved myself for 15 hours, got to the hospital at 7.30 for a 10.30 op, and was told at 11.45 that it was cancelled due to the anaesthetic delivery system being broken (they'd been trying to fix it all morning apparently). So I came home again and here I am at work.
Bugger.
Might possibly get a date next week, but more likely will be after my hols (i.e. after June), but the consultant's list is full until end of September, so it could even be after that!
Funnily enough I felt quite phlegmatic about the whole thing. It could have been worse: the equipment could have gone wrong in the middle of my op!