Sharp scalpels and staples in the QEQM.

Ward scene, QEQM hospital, Margate.
Home from home and very comfy it was too.

For all the reasons outlined in the previous post I only managed a catnap or two and the morning eventually arrived to a further round of obs, being ignored totally by the catering lady with the breakfast tray (remember the hated NBM?) and then I was visited by a Doctor in scrubs so obviously kitted out for theatre. He had a clipboard with him which turned out to be my consent form for the operation. Continue reading “Sharp scalpels and staples in the QEQM.”