After the trauma of Tuesday. Consultation with G.O.D. God of all Doctors. who wants to refer me to one of his angels. Poor Angel has even contacted me already.I don’t want to upset anyone. But I am too embarrassed to talk about my bladder and in fact any of my ‘giblets’ with angel-who-lives round the corner and with whom I sometimes have coffee. Awkward. I haven’t even seen the clinic letters myself so I don’t know what to say. Needless to say not had test results either. ffff Weirdly secretary of G.O.D. emailed me this morning to say the letters had not been done yet. It is Saturday. 8.24 sending work emails. Angel? mmm. I am confuzzled. No actually I am suspicious. What on earth is he up to?
As for the trauma of the tourist throwing her large pink suitcase down the escalator at me. ( I am seriously ok. Awesome lovely ski-chatter-physio has checked me out…neck is the only pain.. as in Pain in the Neck).
Taking distraction in reading I have been lent a book called the Naked Surgeon. Sounds dodgy! But, it is in fact written by a friend of and a dedication to, my cardiologist neighbour. The subject matter is in fact health economics. I have been getting my head round the data gathering, evidence based practice in order to make sense of NICE guidelines. In my naivety I thought adverse events were death …but no…it could be excessive bleeding. Aha. That is personally significant and takes me back to 2009. The book is very readable…honestly!! I particularly like a reference to ‘Eminence based surgeons’….a type of surgeon who likes to take risks and believes that evidence based medicine is like painting by numbers for pedestrian artists, but not for him, self styled da Vinci that he or she is …and eminence-based medicine is defined as persisting in making the same mistake over and over again, with ever increasing conviction. This is insane.
Just saying.
The Naked Surgeon by Samer Nashef: The truth about the operating table
Grrr I am irritable ..discombobulated…need to find…more humour I will find when I find mojo…

