day 5 tuesday

07.22 am. blimey. The reality of this whole situation has gone up a notch or two. Poor old chap got admitted to bed next to me at 5.30 this morning. Sounds in a pretty bad way. Missing my single room but appreciating the fact that at least I was in it for 3 days. I am fine, completely knackered but fine.

Things I found out yesterday:

• my taste buds are so shot that even wassabi peas don 't touch the sides.

• the texture of corned beef is interesting 

• having a hot shower in the morning is about the best thing ever, especially when you can't have one like today!

• the staff at UHNS are just incredible

• being in hospital is not great,they bloody smell.

• when you've had no view even a blink of the a34 and the car park is interesting.

11.28 can confirm that reports of me being permanently constipated were way off the mark.( apologies )As are any suggestions that I am using this whole hospital thing as some kind cover whilst I buff up and get tats for the summer at a health spa (Simon!) As if!

13.28 I am the subject of a student doctor's 4 minute exam in test conditions. A bit rough with the old lump inspection, and should lay off the spicy food were my only comments.

14.35 I have just flossed my teeth in public. Does this make me a bad person?

16.30 afternoon visit from Karlos, kids & Chris very enjoyable. 2 x12 hour bags left so hopefully home tomoz evening. Please!

Late 3 o'clock selfie showing my lustrous beard. Not in the B.Blessed envelope but not bad.