My dad is out of hospital, but he has to go back in on Thursday (tentative). It’s been a one-thing-leads-to-another medical adventure. He first went in to get his knee fixed, and then they discovered that he has kidney stones the size of the moon, and they also found a blood clot in his leg. It all adds up to a lot work, and it’s lucky he has Medicare.
It really makes me value my health. If there’s anyone reading this who has perfect health…hang on to that bastard! Don’t drink, don’t smoke, look both ways before driving into a T-intersection, and stay out of moshpits. If someone mugs you, it may be better to give them your wallet than to try and fight. And above all, watch what you eat.
As an interesting coincidence, the Royal Northshore Hospital is where my dad met my mum…30 years ago. And it will probably be the place he dies. Wouldn’t that be something?
