The dreaded alarm shocked me to consciousness at 5-am this morning. Stumbling down the stairs I made my way to the kitchen and proceeded to make my first cuppa of the day. I was obliged to rise before the Crow, as my own “G.P” had arranged for me to be admitted to my local Hospital, for quite what, I knew not. All that I did know was that it was in connection with my neck and shoulder. I performed my ablutions and left the house at precisely 7-am.
On arrival at the Hospital I was asked to take a seat, at 8-15 my name was called. I was then directed along a corridor onto a ward, there I was given another seat to sit in. The kindly nurse informed me that the Consultant would be along shortly. The Consultant arrived and explained quite eloquently, that I was here today to be given a steroid injection to the neck. However, because the injection that my G.P. had given me in the shoulder, had in fact worked and that I was now pain-free. Then that proved the origin of the pain was “NOT” the neck, but the shoulder itself. So I did NOT need to undergo the procedure. The Consultant shook my hand and bid me goodbye, before moving swiftly on to his next patient.
I arrived home just after 9am with another reason to doubt the competence of my own G.P. He had been perfectly aware that the injection he gave me, had in fact “worked”. So why had he referred me back to the hospital, for an injection that I obviously did not need ? “Go figure” !!!!
Not what I would call a good start to the week 😦
Now because the above is somewhat down beat, I now offer you a painting by the brilliant “Claude Monet” It is a painting I have gazed at often and have been left amazed at it’s beauty.