On the way to work this morning, I called Mike and he told me he'd been moved to a ward at about 2am this morning and had had a bad night with lots of medical procedures. I literally couldn't wait to get out of work and go down to the hospital with Keith at 2pm, as I'd found out he was staying in until Monday and had been diagnosed with asthma.
He'd had asthma as a child and was given an inhaler but apart from a bad cough every Autumn, he had never shown any other symptoms. He normally paid a visit to the doctor's every October or November for antibiotics and never really had any problems during the Spring and Summer. We used to joke that he had lung "inflation" and I remember him having an x-ray about six years ago but nothing came of it and we thought he was being a bit over-dramatic...
At the hospital, we eventually found his ward and he looked fine (apart from the oxygen tube in his nose). He wolfed down a burger we'd bought for him on the way down and then Abbie's mum arrived with a huge McDonald's bag containing chicken nuggets! She said that Abbie was also ill in London but was hoping to come home on Saturday.
She sat and chatted for a while and it was nice to meet her, but I would have preferred another, happier, situation! Keith and I left at about 4.15pm and drove to where Sophie worked so we could go back to the hospital together and see him for another hour while Keith went home and prepared the dinner.
We battled our way back through the traffic and a very kind lady gave us her ticket so we didn't have to pay another £3! Mike was really pleased to see us and we chatted for an hour before it was time to go home again. Luckily, another of his friends turned up to see him a bit later so he wasn't short of company!
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