Chasing up

I’m back to chasing up the hospital. I’ve still not heard anything from Gastroenterology. This time they’ve decided to chase up the appointments department.

I couldn’t help pointing out that I’m going on holiday next month & I really don’t want to have to do as I did last time unless it was absolutely essential. Last time I seem to spend half my time asking the waiter whether desserts had alcohol in them. It didn’t worry me with main courses as the alcohol is burnt off in the cooking. This is not so with desserts. Sure enough the chocolate mousse, chocolate cake, tiramisu, the apricot torte etc all had alcohol in. I had to resort to a choice of fresh fruit salad or ice cream most days. A couple of days they did a strawberry gateau that wasn’t soaked in alcohol. That was a real joy. I even had to refuse free cocktails unless they were non-alcoholic. I usually ended up with a rather boring orange juice.

This account got the secretary on my side. She liked my thinking & could easily understand the urgency to have the MRI scan & see the specialist once more. So now I’m waiting for the phone to ring, hopefully with some good news of appointment times.

I was intending to pop down to the fish shop this morning to get some salmon for dinner. That can wait until this afternoon. We’ve just had another shower so it’s maybe just as well if I don’t venture forth on my Mean Machine (electric scooter) as it doesn’t like getting wet, & I don’t like getting soaked as is also the inevitable result. We have to go out to the library so it won’t harm to get the fish at the same time. It’s not as though fish takes long to prepare & cook usually.