Welcome back from Planet Zog. Please excuse the next two or three blogs if they are more over the place than usual. The things some people will do to find a subject on which to post.
I have recently travelled from the floor of my bedroom to the Royal Derby Hospital courtesy of an indifferent GP who moaned that the doorbell was not working and that of any case he could have diagnosed me over the phone. (An ear infection evidently, diagnosed without examination.) Some ear infection!
I have been heart monitored in an ambulance, X rayed, and extremely well examined. I have received numerous saline drips and several blood transfusions. I have had a camera down my throat ( not nice) and my brain has been expensively studied by an impressive CAT scanner. (Not a lot there, so what's new then.) I went into hospital poorly, basically due to internal bleeding and have come out much better but with a speech impediment. Cause unknown but temporary we hope. (My haemaglobin levels were evidently six thus the reason could be low oxygen levels.) Otherwise I will be the only public speaker in the Derby area with a with a speech defect. Better than coming out with MRSA I guess.
More later. I am only just coming to terms with it all. Met some wonderful people but all in all not an experience to be oft repeated.