Had some fun'n'games this morning.
Went to bed at midnight feeling fine, then awoke abruptly at about 3am with a sudden need to vomit. Along with the vomiting and somewhat painful coughing came some blood in the vomit and some shortness of breath, which (ironically) meant I couldn't suck in the air through my inhaler to try to fix.
Mostly panicked by the blood in the vomit and the shortness of breath I rang 111 for advice, expecting to be told to see my GP in the morning or, at worst, take myself up to the walk-in clinic. I wasn't expecting to be told that an ambulance was on its way - I was still sitting in my pyjamas!
I pulled some clothes on and locked Blu in the kitchen (so he didn't lick the paramedics to
DETH), and when they arrived they put me on a nebuliser to sort my breathing. One thing fixed. They also did an ECG in my living room, which has left me with some lovely shaved patches on my chest
but as they couldn't pinpoint the cause of the blood in the vomit, they decided to play safe and take me in for a doctor to check me over.
So, off to A&E - for a long wait, another ECG, some blood tests and a chest X-Ray. After all that, the doc decided that there was nothing worrysome on any of the tests and said I could go home. Then it was just the fun of finding the appropriate bus route and bay at the hospital, getting some change, and getting back across town. Home by 9am and sleeeeeep.
