Cuffy managed to give me a bit of a fright in the wee small hours of last Friday morning - He was doubled over with pain & it was clear medical assistance was required . Bundled him into a taxi ( the driver looked concerned - think he thought he was going to have a dead body on his back seat so we flew through the early morning streets of Bristol to the BRI Accident & Emergency dept as fast as his four wheels could carry us ( dropping us off with a relived look on his face)
I have to say that A&E dealt with us very quickly ( Though a friday night rather than a friday Morning & it would have no doubt been a whole other story)
After a dose of high impact piankillers & Cuffy could stand up & became coherent again - Though I still needed to do a fair bit of translating - The Pain had reverted Cuffy back to his native thick Glasgow Burr & The Staff didn't appear to do Glaswegian .
After Blood tests & Xrays, they concluded that the suspected culprit wasm The Pancreas ...... or The Gall Bladder !
Keeping him in , hooked to a drip for observation over the weekend was the plan of action so off I popped home to pack him an overnight bag.
But Cuffbert had other plans !!
By thye time I'd got home, packed a bag with toothbrush , clean socks & crossword puzzle, he'd texted me to say he was coming home.
Glasgow charm or sheer stubborness ? I've no idea how he wangled coming home even though he'd already been tagged up with a wristband & given a bed.
I now have a clean living flamenco - no booze, fresh fruit, veg & excercise - clearly he doesn't want a repeat of that experience again.
We'll see how long it lasts !!!
Take Care JOJO
I have to say that A&E dealt with us very quickly ( Though a friday night rather than a friday Morning & it would have no doubt been a whole other story)
After a dose of high impact piankillers & Cuffy could stand up & became coherent again - Though I still needed to do a fair bit of translating - The Pain had reverted Cuffy back to his native thick Glasgow Burr & The Staff didn't appear to do Glaswegian .
After Blood tests & Xrays, they concluded that the suspected culprit wasm The Pancreas ...... or The Gall Bladder !
Keeping him in , hooked to a drip for observation over the weekend was the plan of action so off I popped home to pack him an overnight bag.
But Cuffbert had other plans !!
By thye time I'd got home, packed a bag with toothbrush , clean socks & crossword puzzle, he'd texted me to say he was coming home.
Glasgow charm or sheer stubborness ? I've no idea how he wangled coming home even though he'd already been tagged up with a wristband & given a bed.
I now have a clean living flamenco - no booze, fresh fruit, veg & excercise - clearly he doesn't want a repeat of that experience again.
We'll see how long it lasts !!!
Take Care JOJO