My weekend, from the sublime to the ridiculous (warning graphic images)

23 Mar

The weekend started well last friday when I was at a wedding at the same venue as the English Rugby Team’s training ground where I met Martin Johnson. Even though I’m Australian and I’m trained to hate, it was pretty cool although I felt slightly ridiculous about about wanting a photo with one of the more well known members of the team. Johnny Wilkinson saw the bride and said “are you sure?” which I know was a buzz for the her.

But on Saturday night, a day after the wedding, I started to get some stomach cramps and by bed time, I was in agony. About 3 in the morning, I called my NHS direct who were able to confirm it wasn’t a stroke, heart attack or meningococcal disease (no shit Sherlock) and a nurse would call imminently. It was pretty obvious for even me that I had something wrong with my appendix and I called my father in Australia who is a Doctor. He suggested I go to hospital and we did.

While I was sitting in A&E, about 4 hours after I called NHS direct, the nurse called me. I told her I was already in A&E and her help, that was needed 4 hours ago, was no longer required and that the wait was ridiculous. I then went into see a doctor and he referred me up to the ward where I remained for another 36 hours, not knowing if I was to go under the knife. The nurses were great as were the doctors, although I am the worst patient on earth and was constantly pissed of that a) I didn’t know whether I was going to be cut-up b) no one was telling me anything, mainly because it is a wait and see affliction c) I was imprisoned on a drip d) I was in ridiculous amounts of pain.

Eventually, on Monday afternoon the doctors said my appendix was settling down, so they let me out but I have to take it easy. So expect plenty of blogs over the next day and a half.

Anyway, below are some of the photos of my adventure and again, please note, one is maybe not for the squeamish.

The man is massive. I'm 6 foot 1 btw

It stung going in, but was worse coming out

I don't think I ever met my nurse "Sarah"

My wrist bracelets. I preferred the ones I got from Glastonbury

Like being on a long-haul flight, but with people stabbing me with needles

Like I'm Lindsay Lohan with an ankle locater

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One Response to “My weekend, from the sublime to the ridiculous (warning graphic images)”

  1. Ged March 23, 2010 at 3:22 pm #

    Nice post Nick, could you cross post at Dot.coms?

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