Scribblings from the Mitchy Side

Saw the doc this morning; there's been no progress and clear deterioration in my condition so she's sending me to the hospital. Should have gone this morning but I crashed hard after getting home and didn't have time to make proper arrangements anyway. So I rang Foghorn and she's going to pick me up and take me to the QEII in the morning. She also very kindly swung by on her way home tonight and brought me a box of cat food, so at least the furball's happy.

I have no idea what will happen, whether I'll be admitted or what, or if they'll just do tests and take it from there. I've made arrangements with the lovely halcyon_shift to get a message put up in here if I am admitted so folks know where I am. My buddy Troo will look after the cat so that's sorted.

Maybe by this time tomorrow, I won't feel like death warmed up. That'd be a Good Thing.

OK, folks, signing off, will post again when I can.

*snugs all round*