Poor Daddy. As I type he is taking advantage of NZ's health service care of the ENT ward at Waikato Hospital. He got a nose bleed this afternoon. No big deal I thought, on aspirin so will bleed a wee while I thought. An hour later..... Mom and I had got him to the doctors after 25 mins and showing no signs of abating and I would say it was well over an hour before you could say it stopped. Eventually back home and he seemed fine. A few hours later I popped into Matamata and within half an hour Eric was on the phone to say Daddy was on his way back to the doctors. I arrived there along with the ambulance that had been called to take him to Waikato. By now poor Daddy was sweaty amd looking decidedly unhappy, and still bleeding. This eveningI went to pick Mom up to find Daddy in bed with nose packed and horror stories of the ENT sugeons intervention under local. Blood lose was estimated by the GP to be a litre, and that was nothing compared to what he loss with the ENT guy poking Daddy around according to Daddy. Personally I don't believe a word of it but there is no doubt poor Daddy (and Mom) have had a traumatic day and he will need the Valium they have given him to get through the night. He will miss the festivities for Eric's 40th tomorrow as he is not going to be allowed home until Monday.
Happy Birthday Devon. I will try and ring again in the morning.
Night night all.
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