I emerged after a reasonable sleep, not quite so good as the previous night as they had to substitute a key relaxing ingredient after noting that I have Glaucoma.
Suddenly it was all rush to get me ready for the ambulance to Le Vigan. I did not even get a chance to see and thank surgeon and staff. And in the rush I left my spare eye medicines in the nurses’ fridge!
First impressions of L’hopital du Vigan are: ‘on est dans la campagne’. There seemed a fair amount of chaos both at the accueil and when I reached my room, with lots of people asking me the same question – who was my contact person. But also a lot of warmth and welcoming smiles. I’m amongst the sort of folk I meet every day round here.
The only person I didn’t take to was the doctor, also Margaret’s GP, whom I found dour, and offended that she had not personally received a report about my bone graft and how long I’m supposed to remain immobile.
My room is minute and has two beds. As usual I imagine I have to wait till a single room becomes available. Bad luck if a second person arrives and has to cope with all my wheelchairs etc!
Just managed to have a rest! The room faces north and is refreshingly cool. All I can see are some fir trees. And the only noise is intermittent bursts of happy yelling from a primary school,
The biggest challenge so far is going to the loo. The is simply not enough room for the chair I’m sitting on ana nurse to help transfer me to the loo (which is sadly one of those heighteneres on top of a normal loo rather than the bespoke high ones in St Roch. Margaret visited and created order out of my suitcase order, bless her. She had several nightmarish months on her back after her accident (falling off terrace wall)’, so I had a suitable companion with whom to discuss hospital lav nightmares.
Just met the chief kiné, Didier. He says, with an approving smile, he knows my surgeon well. He has gone off to find me a suitable wheelchair, given my ‘grande taille’.
I now have a swanky new ambulatoire (main problem is retaining energy for hopping), a commode for the night, when if can’t risk hopping, and a wheelchair which I’m longing to try out tomorrow.
Only failure today is getting wifi to work. I fear incompetent admin. A too many users message which I know how to sort out with my own router.
Little hiccup over medication. I have been given less powerful stuff and really fear another bad night.
Ps I’m in room 106,
Centre Hospitalier, Avenue Emmanuel d’Alzon, BP 61023, 30123 Le Vigan. Tel 04 67 81 61 00