[To everyone who's been complaining about my lack of postings - at least the no news was good news! To everyone who is reading about this for the first time and freaking out, sorry.]
I’ve learnt a few things this week:
- Emergency medical care in London under the NHS is awesome as well as free;
- despite being very worried about it at the time, I didn’t need to worry about my passport, Medicare card, health insurance, etc;
- I should have taken more reading material, teeth cleaning stuff and slippers;
- calling your Mum from a clean, safe, excellent hospital after a minor accident does NOT make her any more confident you’re OK; and
- even in hospital you can get your five cups of tea a day here.
So what happened? (Kate, skip this paragraph) In short, I fell over at home and cracked open the bridge of my nose, loosing blood and flesh (sorry Damo, I know you’d just done the mopping) in the wee hours. I rode in an ambulance to University College Hospital London, and then was seen by an awesome Maxillofacial surgeon and then spent the night up on wards while they decided that I was OK in the head injury department. 4 stitches inside and 6 on the outside.
I refused to pay for TV in hospital, but got through two days of the Guardian cover to cover. I caught up on sleep, was treated so kindly and professionally and all without payment or any questions about my status in the UK as an immigrant/visitor. They sent me home, four meals heavier, with a bevvy of medication, toiletries and some treatment materials. Winner.
After stressing my Mum out (despite playing it mostly tough/cool, I was wishing she was closer) a bit, I am just now laying low, vowing to blog more often and missing work a lot. Very bored at home and frustrated that all this sleep is hidden by grotesque bruising on my face – will post photos when I look more normal (and less like a Star Trek extra…)