It's a bright and sunny morning, but cold. There's been ice on the car's windscreen and I've been out with the defrosting spray to clear it. Not too difficult to get rid of the ice so we can drive out with a clear view.
We drove to the hospital and found the carpark had plenty of spaces, fortunately. The barrier was raised, so we could drive straight in, but the ticket machine would not work, so I couldn't take a ticket. This may cause a slight problem when we come to leave, as we will have to get a ticket if the barrier is down when we want to get out. Also meaning I will have to walk back to the Macmillan unit to get the ticket stamped in order to get free parking. Oh, how complicated life gets, which it doesn't have to. Another good reason to have free parking in all N.H.S. hospital carparks, but I don't see this happening any day soon.
we've arrived in the oncology suite, too early for the chemotherapy cycle to begin because Carol has to take some tablets which she was supposed to have been given on Friday when she came in for the blood test. The nurses were extremely busy, so I can understand why she wasn't given the medication, which are meant to be taken an hour before the chemotherapy started. We had to go away and waste that hour so we went to the restaurant which is a relatively short walk along the corridor and had coffee and then went into the shop which is next door to buy rolls and drink so we had something for lunch. We then walked back to the oncology suite and had to find somewhere to sit and were moved several times until we found a corner which was away from the general hubbub of the unit. Well before the time allocated, Carol was hooked up to her drips for the chemotherapy to begin and I settled down to write this blog post. As I write Carol is busily crocheting and there is a television on which is showing the Winter Olympics, men laying on their backs on tin trays and sliding down an icy sort of chute (can think of no better way to describe whatever this event is, but certainly looking very odd. The luge or something. Looks very odd, and I can imagine this being sold to a committe who have no idea what it entails. I think you would be told it's not going to work, just not safe, apart from anything else. How would you get it past Health and Safety? Can you imagine the Risk Assessment? How many pages of paperwork would it entail? I dread to think. send some of the committee to try it out. Imagine them going down the track (or whatever it's called.) For a start, there's no clear sort of braking system (thinks: how do they stop?)
Just intrigued by various things about the oncology suite. In the toilet there's a couple of stickers near the sink, with barcodes on which have printed on them 'do not remove.' Why would I want to remove them? I don't go around taking stickers of things. Apart from anything, can you believe how difficult it is to actually remove such stickers? I bought a new pair of slippers from Marks and Spencers recently and on the soles were annoying stickers which also had barcodes, which are presumably so they can be scanned when you come to buy them. But they are incredibly difficult to remove and when they are eventually picked off they leave a nasty sticky residue on the sole of the slipper which means that, when you walk about, particularly on the type of flooring our house has, vinyl or laminate, and it tends to stick and make annoying clicking noises as you walk about. Why can they not just put labels on such products which can be cut off with scissors instead of these adhesive labels?
The chemotherapy went without any hitches. Each session seems to go relatively quickly, thankfully. The oncology unit wasn't particularly busy, well, not as busy as it has been in the past. We walked back to the car and thankfully the barriers were raised. I was wondering if they had been lowered I was going to have to take a ticket out of the machine and then walk all the way back to the Macmillan unit to get the thing stamped so that we didn't have to pay, but this wasn't obviously the case.
It's been a relatively mild day, considering there was frost on the windscreen of the car early this morning. It seems that spring might possibly be on the way.
I'm intrigued by the car that is situated on the grass near the roundabout near where the carpark entrance comes out onto Marlborough Street. It has been there for the past couple of months, in all the time we've been going to the oncology unit we've seen it there. It has a 'Police Aware' sign stuck to it's windscreen. It makes me wonder how it got into such an odd place. Perhaps it was someone who couldn't find a parking space and thought it was a good place to leave their car when they'd come to the hospital for an appointment. Just being sarcastic I'm afraid. More likely it was left there by some crazed person in the middle of the night after a joy-riding trip by teenagers or something. In the middle of the night, when I wake up, I often hear what might be cars being raced along the grid-roads of Milton Keynes, so the possibility that this car was left there after such a late-night adventure seems a possibility. Whether it's owner has been traced and the perpetrators found and charged is another matter.
We drove to the hospital and found the carpark had plenty of spaces, fortunately. The barrier was raised, so we could drive straight in, but the ticket machine would not work, so I couldn't take a ticket. This may cause a slight problem when we come to leave, as we will have to get a ticket if the barrier is down when we want to get out. Also meaning I will have to walk back to the Macmillan unit to get the ticket stamped in order to get free parking. Oh, how complicated life gets, which it doesn't have to. Another good reason to have free parking in all N.H.S. hospital carparks, but I don't see this happening any day soon.
we've arrived in the oncology suite, too early for the chemotherapy cycle to begin because Carol has to take some tablets which she was supposed to have been given on Friday when she came in for the blood test. The nurses were extremely busy, so I can understand why she wasn't given the medication, which are meant to be taken an hour before the chemotherapy started. We had to go away and waste that hour so we went to the restaurant which is a relatively short walk along the corridor and had coffee and then went into the shop which is next door to buy rolls and drink so we had something for lunch. We then walked back to the oncology suite and had to find somewhere to sit and were moved several times until we found a corner which was away from the general hubbub of the unit. Well before the time allocated, Carol was hooked up to her drips for the chemotherapy to begin and I settled down to write this blog post. As I write Carol is busily crocheting and there is a television on which is showing the Winter Olympics, men laying on their backs on tin trays and sliding down an icy sort of chute (can think of no better way to describe whatever this event is, but certainly looking very odd. The luge or something. Looks very odd, and I can imagine this being sold to a committe who have no idea what it entails. I think you would be told it's not going to work, just not safe, apart from anything else. How would you get it past Health and Safety? Can you imagine the Risk Assessment? How many pages of paperwork would it entail? I dread to think. send some of the committee to try it out. Imagine them going down the track (or whatever it's called.) For a start, there's no clear sort of braking system (thinks: how do they stop?)
Just intrigued by various things about the oncology suite. In the toilet there's a couple of stickers near the sink, with barcodes on which have printed on them 'do not remove.' Why would I want to remove them? I don't go around taking stickers of things. Apart from anything, can you believe how difficult it is to actually remove such stickers? I bought a new pair of slippers from Marks and Spencers recently and on the soles were annoying stickers which also had barcodes, which are presumably so they can be scanned when you come to buy them. But they are incredibly difficult to remove and when they are eventually picked off they leave a nasty sticky residue on the sole of the slipper which means that, when you walk about, particularly on the type of flooring our house has, vinyl or laminate, and it tends to stick and make annoying clicking noises as you walk about. Why can they not just put labels on such products which can be cut off with scissors instead of these adhesive labels?
The chemotherapy went without any hitches. Each session seems to go relatively quickly, thankfully. The oncology unit wasn't particularly busy, well, not as busy as it has been in the past. We walked back to the car and thankfully the barriers were raised. I was wondering if they had been lowered I was going to have to take a ticket out of the machine and then walk all the way back to the Macmillan unit to get the thing stamped so that we didn't have to pay, but this wasn't obviously the case.
It's been a relatively mild day, considering there was frost on the windscreen of the car early this morning. It seems that spring might possibly be on the way.
I'm intrigued by the car that is situated on the grass near the roundabout near where the carpark entrance comes out onto Marlborough Street. It has been there for the past couple of months, in all the time we've been going to the oncology unit we've seen it there. It has a 'Police Aware' sign stuck to it's windscreen. It makes me wonder how it got into such an odd place. Perhaps it was someone who couldn't find a parking space and thought it was a good place to leave their car when they'd come to the hospital for an appointment. Just being sarcastic I'm afraid. More likely it was left there by some crazed person in the middle of the night after a joy-riding trip by teenagers or something. In the middle of the night, when I wake up, I often hear what might be cars being raced along the grid-roads of Milton Keynes, so the possibility that this car was left there after such a late-night adventure seems a possibility. Whether it's owner has been traced and the perpetrators found and charged is another matter.
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