My tootsies were nice and warm at 07:30am yesterday when Pedro drove me to Malaga hospital. On the way we eventually collected my interpreter, Debbie, who wasn’t ready.Β A long windy mountainous road lay before us with well placed slow moving trucks to keep our speed down to below a snail pace, but eventually, on time, Debbie and I found theΒ neurological department in the maze of the Virgen de laΒ Victoria hospital.
And then we waited.. and waited.. and waited. Three hours in the corridor outside THE ROOM. 4 patients were booked for the same 10am appointment, each one taking an hour. I daren’t go to the loo in case I’m called. Better not go for a coffee in the cafe.Β No. I better not go for a walk.. might get lost !! So I watched the dozens of other patients sitting in the corridor waiting outside their ROOMS.
A long lady sat yoga style, legs crossed under her, tapping away on her cell phone. A bald man with earphones watching YouTube on one device while emailing on another. Everyone, except old people, were engrossed in some form of internet therapy.Β And then …
Let the torture begin !!
Sleeve rolled up, sock off. The two specialists, not well themselves, took great delight in inflicting an hour of pain on this mad Englishman.Β ZAP !!…. ouch !!Β Arm jumping. Leg kicking. Zapping and ouching as pads were moved around my arm and leg. THEN he got out a 2 inch needle with a wire snaking off towards the computer and pushed into my leg muscles in many places while I had to curl my toesΒ ….. OMG !! (I could think of a better way of curling my toes π ) But I was brave, cracked jokes while Debbie was in tears.
I didn’t confess and I passed the lie (well I was lying down) … the lie detector !! A few minutes of waiting for the printout to take to Ronda hospital and I was finished ….. in more ways than one.
When we got to the car. Debbie translated the specialists’ findings. My legs have negligible circulation and my hands are almost definitely Lewis Sumner (CDIP). The good news is ….. we started the drive back home !!
So home we drove. An hour getting settled at home, then Pedro lit my fire for the first time since it was installed in the summer. WhatΒ a lovely evening, curled up on my circular chair, rubbing the pin cushion which was once my leg, cats mesmerised by the fire … a lovely evening …… ooooh !!
PS. I put the Snow on my blog for a short time and have taken it off as the fans in my laptop go mad when I visit any blog with Snow inc. my own. Poor processor !!
Ralph xox π
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