House update and me update: Tuesday
Aug. 10th, 2005 10:38 amMy aunt writes:
( Gumbo, ducts, and much more on the X-drill. )
I had an attack of mildly justified health paranoia ("OMG what if this isn't just a Charley horse? What if it's a blood clot?") late Monday evening, called Telehealth, and as a result spent the rest of Monday night from 12:30 on slowly freezing to death with the rest of the damned souls in the waiting room of Toronto East General's emergency department. Which, I recalled too late, has a terrible reputation. Next time, if there is a next time, I'm going to St. Mike's. When a doctor finally did see me (at 10 a.m.) it took him all of 5 minutes to poke and prod, ask me a couple of questions, deploy a tape measure and send me for a Doppler ultrasound, which said what I was starting to suspect, i.e., I'm just fine. They sprang me loose at noon. I went home to sleep. Oy.
( Gumbo, ducts, and much more on the X-drill. )
I had an attack of mildly justified health paranoia ("OMG what if this isn't just a Charley horse? What if it's a blood clot?") late Monday evening, called Telehealth, and as a result spent the rest of Monday night from 12:30 on slowly freezing to death with the rest of the damned souls in the waiting room of Toronto East General's emergency department. Which, I recalled too late, has a terrible reputation. Next time, if there is a next time, I'm going to St. Mike's. When a doctor finally did see me (at 10 a.m.) it took him all of 5 minutes to poke and prod, ask me a couple of questions, deploy a tape measure and send me for a Doppler ultrasound, which said what I was starting to suspect, i.e., I'm just fine. They sprang me loose at noon. I went home to sleep. Oy.