And Then, A Discharge...

I may have mentioned a little bit after a while ago, that I was discharged from Heart Attack Aftercare. In fact that was back last August.

However, I still got periodically called into the hospital outpatients department for blood tests and back in November, owing to red blood cells slipping away, had a bone marrow sample taken from my lower spine. I’ve had more fun but it really wasn’t as bad as it sounds or I imagined it would be and after the anaesthetic shot was a whole hell of a little of nothing. Okay, my legs were asleep for about ten minuets after the marrow had been sucked out, but once they woke up there were absolutely no after effects or feelings.

Anyhoo, yesterday I had bloods at outpatients, an hour wait while the experts cooked the sample, then a talk with the specialist to discus the results.

Upon entering the docs office his first question was how I was feeling. My reply? “Fine thanks apart from this nagging chest cough I’ve developed since returning from my holidays.”
Us Brits are so predictable are we not, as to that he enquired, “Oh dear. You go anywhere nice?”
“Two weeks in China.” I replied and for a heartbeat I could see he was close to hitting an alarm and isolating the hospital. He recovered and gave me a dirty look as he noted my broad smile. I decided to skip any further attempts at humour for this meeting.

Long story short? All clear on the marrow sample, latest bloods indicate red cells making a stunning recovery thus the risk of amimia fading to which news I mentally raised a glass of beetroot juice. He then discharged me from further outpatient visits so now I’m down to one blood check a year conducted at the local GP which is part of the old folks yearly health check they conduct.

As I left his office, after receiving the all clear, I turned, smiled and said, “I’ll probably fall flat on my face now.”
“Please wait until you’re off hospital property before you do that.” He replied with a smile.

Quote;  Milton Berie.

“My doctor told me that jogging could add years to my life. I think he was right. I feel ten years older already.”