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A tale of two pins
Sep. 20th, 2007 11:19 amYesterday was really quite a surreal day.
It all began when the taxi arrived and turned out to be a minibus. A minibus with a high step into it. Quite similar to the one that caused all the trouble in the first place. The driver looked at me, I looked at the step, he looked at the step, then at me again and said "I'll get them to send another car, will I?" So off he went and next driver came, in a sensible car this time and we set off for the hospital, where we encountered the 2nd problem of the day.
We found the part I was to go to ok, but it was surrounded by a great big high fence with a NO ENTRY sign on the gate. So we drove all the way round to the back to another gate. Which had a sign on saying USE OTHER GATE.
Back we went to the first gate and tentatively drove through. A man in very police like uniform, with a gun came out, asked my name and disappeared inside. He came back out with a 2nd Gun Toting Guard and said 'ok, you can come on in'.
( That's in case we get bombed... )
Today I am mostly pretty fuzzy headed, due to painkillers with all codine in, but have comfy chair to lie in and new Pratchett book to read. Also surprising (and welcome!) lack of pain from the depinned foot, which is wrapped up like a mummy. Hmm. I wonder if it is an undead zombie-mummy foot now.
It all began when the taxi arrived and turned out to be a minibus. A minibus with a high step into it. Quite similar to the one that caused all the trouble in the first place. The driver looked at me, I looked at the step, he looked at the step, then at me again and said "I'll get them to send another car, will I?" So off he went and next driver came, in a sensible car this time and we set off for the hospital, where we encountered the 2nd problem of the day.
We found the part I was to go to ok, but it was surrounded by a great big high fence with a NO ENTRY sign on the gate. So we drove all the way round to the back to another gate. Which had a sign on saying USE OTHER GATE.
Back we went to the first gate and tentatively drove through. A man in very police like uniform, with a gun came out, asked my name and disappeared inside. He came back out with a 2nd Gun Toting Guard and said 'ok, you can come on in'.
( That's in case we get bombed... )
Today I am mostly pretty fuzzy headed, due to painkillers with all codine in, but have comfy chair to lie in and new Pratchett book to read. Also surprising (and welcome!) lack of pain from the depinned foot, which is wrapped up like a mummy. Hmm. I wonder if it is an undead zombie-mummy foot now.
