Hospital Runs

Terry has been admitted to hospital for some sort of suspected tropical disease (God know how and why considering we haven't been to anywhere tropical. Kunming is certainly not tropical with altitude about 1900m above sea level and HK only should be consider as sub-tropical). It started on Friday when he complained he was not well. Initially we thought it was just the tiredness from 12-hours night flight followed by 4 hours driving to home. However it seemed he got a bit temperature that day, so I suggested he go to see the GP. He checked the availability for the GP slots online, there is no appointment available online that day. 'For same-day appointment you need to phone' I said and handed in my phone as it got the GP No. in it. He phoned straight away and got an appointment for next 20 minutes (it does not normally happen like this! we would consider us lucky if we got the next day appointment after phone on a normal circumstances). He went in to see the GP after hanging up the phone, the next thing we knew was that she referred him to Royal Hallamshire Hospital in Sheffield for suspected malaria. We were on our way to Newmillerdam for a pub lunch when she phoned saying she got a bed for him and he need to go to hospital right now. That's a bit shock for us! Normally GPs are the gatekeepers for hospital in Britain, it's not that easy to get them to refer you for a hospital check-ups (need to pester them many many times). We thought it might be just for a blood test in hospital to rule out the GP's suspicion. So Terry got out the Sheffield map and drove to the hospital on his own and I staying home looking after Daniel. He was kept in hospital since Friday afternoon, did various blood tests, ultrasound scans and they didn't confirm the malaria so far, then suspected he caught TB, but the X-ray didn't confirmed this.

His temperature is still up and down, I'm getting worried and started to do hospital runs since Sunday. It's not our local hospital, which is just 5 minutes drive away. This one is a long drive from home and the traffic arrangement in Sheffield is horrendous, with my terrible sense of directions I was surprised that I drove to hospital OK without stopping to ask directions once on Sunday. Today I've been to hospital again with Daniel. Three of us went to the nearby Weston Park and City Art Museum. It's such a fresh day with the Crystal blue sky and the fully blossomed cherry trees and daffodils, tulips everywhere, people dressed in shorts and t-shirts dotted in the lawn thinking summer is here... this is that sort of time when you really enjoy living in England... Daniel really enjoyed the exhibitions of weather in the Museaum and we had coffee in the Museum cafe. One the way home I hit the rush hour traffic in Sheffield, it took me an hour just to get on M1... anyway not a bad day! Tomorrow will go again to see Terry and maybe go to the park again to take some pics...

PS. I forget to take camera these days. Last Thursday when we went to Cannon Hall Park to enjoy the unusual summer temperature in April in this country, I forgot to take it...