Yesterday evening's
little stroll couldn't have been more than three miles; we were only
out for two and a half hours. This morning I felt absolutely
exhausted as I fed most of my brekkie to a surprisingly hungry
"Furry Face TM".
I'd put some washing into
the machine before brekkie; after brekkie I activated our
eco-friendly solar powered laundry drier (aka I put it on the
clothes line), and just before leaving for work I had a
last-minute email check. A new geocache had gone live within two
miles of home. But it was a puzzle cache. I didn't have time for
caching; I certainly didn't have time for puzzle solving. But it
looked like a straight-forward puzzle.
I got the First to Find
in just over half an hour after getting the email; which I thought
was rather good going.
It was at that point that
I remembered that the road to work had been closed by the police
yesterday afternoon.
Fortunately the A28 had
re-opened in the meantime. As I drove to work the pundits on the
radio were discussing the Government's plans to move a whole load of
health care services out of hospital out-patients departments into
purpose built
community clinics. In a stroke of utter genius (!) it
seems that hospital out-patients departments are to be closed long
before the clinics to replace them have been built. One of the
experts being interviewed about the matter made the very profound
statement that the problem with health care in the UK is that demand
far outstrips the available resources. Wow! Had no one else realised
this!
There were then
interviews with leading members of the Israeli and Palestinian
Governments about
the ongoing conflicts. The Palestinian official interviewed would
not discuss the specific grievance which is causing this week's
problems; he seemed more interested in ranting about mistakes made
fifty years ago. The Israeli spokesman implied that one couldn't
expect anything else from savages...
...and as I have said
before, war will go on in that part of the world incessantly because
(in all honesty) they don't seem to want to stop fighting.
As I drove I was
wondering how late I would be. Normally I give myself some spare time
in case of hold-ups. Today I had no spare time, but the roads were
amazingly clear. I got to work with three minutes to spare. I didn't
need any of the lame excuses I'd been thinking up on my drive in.
Work went much the same
as ever; sax practice was uneventful for once, and then I had a phone
call. The ENT people had got the results of my CT scan; I had rather
large nasal polyps on the right hand side of my head, and could I
come to the clinic this afternoon? A quick grovel to the boss, and I
set off from work a little early so as to get to the clinic in time.
I got to the clinic -
what a waste of my time. In a total triumph of the NHS's policy of
moving out-patient services out of hospitals and into the community
the clinic didn't have access to the CT scan results. So to get round
this minor problem the specialist had one of his mates at the
hospital take a photo of my scan and send it to his phone. I was then
subjected to the indignity (and torment) of having an
endoscope rammed into my nose and after a serious rummage I wasn't
told anything I didn't know already.
I knew I had rather large
nasal polyps on the right hand side; I've known this for ages. It
constantly feels as though I have a golf ball wedged up my nose. This
has now been confirmed by CT scan and endoscopy. All the sinuses on
the right hand side of my head are bunged up solid with polyps. I
need an urgent surgical re-bore, and they will let me know when I
can be fitted in.
It was with a rather
tender snout that I went home and took my dog for a walk round the
park, and having backed up the last month's blog entries I set off to
astro club committee (via McDonalds). I had a bit of a rant,
and came home.
"er indoors TM"
had been to a meeting of geocachers which had been called by Kent
County Council. In years gone by paid members of staff of Kent County
Council hid geocaches. they didn't look after them, the caches got
trashed and archived. Now the council want someone to do their caches
for them. For free. It was as well that I wasn't at that meeting. I
might have had a proper rant...
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