(Some know I'm awaiting Endobronchial lung space reduction procedure, scheduled for today after two cancellations. I've tried to keep it light!)
Well, today was the big day. Up at 6, no tea, coffee or food. Taxi to the hospital with bag for a two day stay by 7. Wait. Interview with anaesthetist, all systems go. Wait. Interview with surgeon, nice guy. Told to expect a late morning slot. Had good chat with my consultant Doctor Jarrad, an extremely nice Palestinian and who was going to be assisting. Wait. Finally, my name is called and I'm taken to a room where two very apologetic hospital staff tell me that the hospital is in Escalation Black and that there are no beds and it's off. Me and another guy. For the third time, just getting a bit closer to the date before they cancel (first a week before, then a day before and now an hour before!). Free taxi home. Well, that's been my morning, how about y'all?