The neurologists spent yesterday the 16th trying to get a date from UCLH for the PEG with GA (general anaesthetic) operation, but answer came there none.
3.30pm they came up with a plan. Discharge me. They said they probably wouldn’t get an answer till next week, and the answer could be that we’ll have to wait for weeks or months to do the operation, so there was no point in me staying in National Hospital for Neurology any longer. By me leaving there the Covid test I took nine days ago would be invalidated, but they will do another one whenever I’m readmitted.
So I got back home last night with strict instructions to be a good boy, not to get the virus, and to be ready for a third operating table at some point in the future.
And London goes on High Alert Level from today, so there’ll be very little socialising.
Marvellous! Back to my own bed! No snorers! No 03.30 beeps! No 06.30 blood pressure checks! Drama, or melodrama, over …. for now.