Somewhere a hill. Blossoms in green and gold and there are dreams. More than the heart can hold. It is a Monday and I go to the doctors rooms to have my blood pressure done. There is nothing wrong with me and I feel as fit as a fiddle. There is a new receptionist who starts giving me uphill as I haven’t got an appointment. However I box very clever and get away with it and wait my turn. Eventually I go in and have it taken. Tuesday and I feel fine and then on Wednesday I wake up as sick as a dog. How could this be? I have been nowhere which just goes to show eh? I stay like this at home for a few days, then decide I had better go and see a doctor. The system is like a rotation and my normal doctor has now retired so get a woman doctor instead. She has a good old look at me and decides I need to get into hospital immediately.
Luckily, my wife works at Cork University Hospital, so we drive there, or she does. She stops outside the emergency entrance so that I have a very short walk. Then she goes to look for some parking. As she drives off I slip and fall on the tarmac. She stops and another man lifts me up and we carry on.Out of the emergency entrance a nurse comes out pushing a wheelchair for me to sit in. I am left wondering,’how the hell do they know?’ Anyway I refuse to use it and we walk into emergency where the nurse quickly takes me to a room to be examined and this happens. Then I go back outside to the waiting room and wait for my wife.I sit here in the reception waiting for my wife who eventually comes in from the parking lot. We are making small talk and she tells me the Hospital is closed and no visitors are allowed in. However a special case is made for her as she works here. Also there are no beds so patients are just put on the side and without a ward. Because of her pull we do not wait very long in reception before going through the doors on the right to be examined by another doctor. Also by some stroke of good luck but I think because of her pull here we find a bed in a special ward with it’s own shower and ablutions and I am the only one in it. I now officially have Swine flu, whatever the hell that is, and am the only one in the hospital to have it so am guarded well. Well, well, well, it appears that one cannot very well treat it as it is viral or something? So in the interim, they discover I have COPD and all hell breaks loose. I am immediately put on heavy doses of Oxygen and at one stage nearly died. You see I have been transferred out of my room and into the ward but one of the nurses does not like the look of me so transfers my bed to the right of the nurses podium which saves my life.
The long and short of all this is being me I have a belly full of all this and want to go home. They allow it ostensibly because of my wife. This is where this blog post becomes a rant as I try to come to terms with all this. You see all my life I have been a tobacco farmer and smoker until coming to Ireland. So find this all a bit hard to take. I keep on saying to my wife,’I thought I had Swine flu, so where does all this come in then?’ But they have an answer for everything, being, I more than likely had COPD before going into the hospital etc. etc. Good point. Anyway I am still taking Oxygen on a daily basis at home and realise that I am on deaths door, which of course the wife disagrees with but I am battling with all this and am still, basically, as sick as a dog. I also keep on telling her, ‘isn’t being deaf enough?
I am also on the site Facebook where I occasionally post about my troubles, but very few answer? Just lately however I have got a bit better. Am now not using Oxygen and going for a walk almost daily. Not far by normal standards, but for me, it is like doing a marathon. One also must remember that on the first day I tried this I couldn’t even make it to the first pub which is just around the corner. So my attitude has changed a bit and will give you how I think by some songs which I have always done.
And then the second one which also appealed to me and Julie Christie has to be one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen?