my history with Dr. Hotson ended yesterday, after a duty he didn’t do the morning round. I’m going out today, and hopefully won’t be visiting hospital any time soon as a patient, except for removing my stitches.
it’s like madness here today. patients are loud and problematic, Hotson is on duty, just got pissed at somebody and yelled at this patient, who didn’t want to agree for some procedure.
I’m quite fine, bit in pain, bit weakened, but Hotson did his job alright.
so I have checked into the hospital, but there are no beds available at the moment, so I’m sitting on the corridor and wait.
yay for the technology and mobile internet.
I’ve packed my bag to the hospital.
now I have to pack my books, magazines, documents and I need to fill my little baby netbook with movies. and I need to pack chargers.
FUCK. after almost a month I need to pack my shit and go back to Cracow.
all this packing and I’ll be back in less than two weeks, at least I hope I won’t have to come back to the doctors here and I’ll be able to do this whole give-me-a-piece-of-paper-so-I-could-go-and-see-doctor-Hotson-again in Cracow.
btw I had a dream that dr. Hotson was scheduled to operate on my gall-bladder, I like it very much, thank you.
and also I have remembered, that in the hospital I thought that Hotson looks a bit like Tim Gunn. not bad at all.
well, dr. Hotson didn’t deliver my med history, but ok. see you in 3 weeks, baby.
I’m so sleepy I can’t even.
I’ll get to your asks soon.
