|2007-07-30 23:42:00||The Future – Leonard Cohen|
No, my dad has not been transmuted into a bird of prey, klingon or otherwise. Instead, he has now been taken to Birmingham’s Queen Elizabeth hospital for his angiogram.
This seems to be good news for two reasons:
- It means he has recovered enough to travel and consider the medium- to long-term future.
- Secondly, it’s a bit less hassle for mum to visit him because she only has to get a bus or drive into Worcester City Centre, travel 30 minutes on a frequent, direct train service to the station that serves this hospital and Birmingham University and then walk what appears to be 400 metres on the hospital’s own connectivity map. This is much better than the plethora of buses or driving to Worcester Royal Infirmary, which appears to have been moved right out in the sticks.
I spoke to dad just after he had arrived at QE – he sounded good. In fact mum tells me that while he was at WRI, he asked he to bring him his allen keys (hexagonal spanners) so he could sort the door on his toilet area!