Do you have days when you begin to feel that you've somehow missed a connection...or maybe you really are out of kilter with the rest of the human race...
I'd stayed in bed this morning...just for an hour or so 'cos I was tired. The 'phone startled me awake at ten 'o'clock...it was one of the Respiratory Therapists at the hospital. And she launched herself into a diatribe without drawing breath that I was not to attend tomorrow for the lung function thingy because I sounded too breathless and how much walking was I managing each day and did I use a treadmill and if not why not and how long was it since I'd been breathless and had I been to the Doctor and if not why not...
And she repeatedly called me Susan.
There was more in that vein...was I doing my exercises and if not why not and did I use oxygen at home and she went on and on and on.
Those women appear not to consult with each other over individual patients...one will come on the ward and whip your oxygen away without so much as a by your leave and five minutes later another appears and scolds you for not using the oxygen...one tells you to walk as much as you like...another says the coronary care unit is too far and whatever was I thinking of and I'd better have a nap...
When she asked how long I'd been breathless I replied it would have started around 1979 and she told me not to be facetious...
And just where would we put a treadmill for crying out loud...and no-one has ever suggested one before...told her that as well and she said someone would have most certainly have suggested one...
So it all boils down to I have to go for bracing walks every day in the howling gales and rain...use my non-existent treadmill... perform a series of exercises which I've never been taught...not be cross when called Susan...not tell fibs about non-existent treadmills...go to the Doctor every time my chest rattles a bit and not to be facetious when asked stupid feckin questions...
P.S.
Himself says we could put the treadmill in my new bedroom...I threw a slice of toast at him...