I attended Airedale Hospital at the crack of dawn this morning for my CT Scan. Having had many CT Scans previously, I was surprised to learn the Scanning procedure today was three times longer than usual; presumably, because it was of my full urinary tract involving kidneys, bladder, and prostate area, and the entire procedure needed to be done in three different stages with different dyes. It was not painful. The Scans will be examined by the Urologist Consultant Surgeon over the week ahead and I will be sent another hospital appointment, to have a more painful examination performed in the near future.
Back home before noon, I can now spend the rest of the day relaxing, singing, watching a bit of television, and looking forward to my bacon sandwich at lunchtime; followed later in the day by a goodly portion of our homegrown new potatoes with lots of butter, and one of Sheila's wonderfully cooked stakes for my evening meal. It is unrealistic to hope that there is not anything wrong with me, but fingers crossed over the weeks ahead that I have something wrong which is curable, operable, and can be successfully dealt with. Have a nice weekend, everyone.
Anyway, that's enough ' hospital talk', especially for a wet weekend. Let us have a bit of 'Happy Talk' for a change. Here's a little song from the 1949 Rogers and Hammerstein musical and the1958 film, 'South Pacific' to bring a bit of cheer to your Sunday.
Love and peace Bill xxx