For some reason, (holidays to one side), two doctor's were on duty doing triage then seeing people if required, neither doctor was his. 1 1/2 hours later I still hadn't heard from him so sent him a quick text. "Still waiting" was the reply. This was followed by "just going to have an ECG", then a short while later, "put the kettle on!"
A few minutes later he was home, carrying an envelope, stating he had to go up to the hospital to the MAU (Medical Assessment Unit). As it was lunch time and the particular doctor he saw had done this twice to him before, we both felt he could take a quick 20 minutes out, to have a sandwich and a drink!
Parking at the hospital was good for a change as we arrived before visiting time. He had routine checks done, then a long wait to see the doctor. Another long wait for the consultant. Three hours up there and we were waiting for dischange, then I remembered the bread in the airing cupboard!!
Finally back home (and in fine shape) we rescued the bread - oh dear:
The meal I had planned would take too long (it was already after tea time anyway) and we both felt disconknockerated as they say. We bought a well know make of apple pie as it looked so nice on the adverts, but was a different proposition in real life:
Ah, ain't love grand!