I'm off into the hospital tomorrow morning to have my tonsils out. I'm expecting a couple of weeks of absolute misery. Worst of all I can't ride my bike
I had mine out as a young lad, Rich. Never trusted my mother since as she swore I was just going to the hospital and coming straight home. I've informed her that I will return the favour at some point. That was old 'pre crisis' NHS though, where they force feed you ice cream for days after the op. New 'struggling for credibility' NHS force feeds you salt and vinegar crisps instead. Chin up mate. (it gives the sawbones an easier target)
Well I'm in BUPA so I'm expecting a quick polish of the old hampton by some chesty nurse with a mink glove before being sent home. Perhaps being made to swallow a few lightly-poached Quail eggs and some caviar and blinis.
You should be alright then. You do know that they got the idea for 'The Island' from BUPA hospitals, don't you...
You will be fine, man up and take what I understand to be a great deal of pain and discomfort, liquid food and day time tv
It's provided through work, mate. Even I'm not stupid enough to pay for healthcare twice out of my own pocket
Cheers, Ash. I'm sure it'll be right. S'gonna knack but hey, enough pills to sink a battleship and plenty of iced drinks and I'm sure I'll cope
You do know that the all have a look at yer willy whilst under the GA? Look at their faces when you are in recovery; you just know they have been "inspecting the tackle". Good luck Rich (or should I say "good look").
But after some thought they modelled them on Deliverance instead, that won't be no enema there my boy
Youre right........................I love it............................ Sorry Boss...................