medical twists.

 It was strange, yesterday. After clearing things up and placing the plants, had a slice of bread and butter.

Shortly after there was a pain in the stomach. just behind the breastbone. This worsened quickly, to the point where every intake of breath hurt.  The painful pressure increased. Went downstairs and drank a large glass of water, and then another. It turned out that it was impossible to hold the water, and it was good that the bath was nearby.

The pain got steadily worse, sat down on a chair to wait and see if it would be possible to move again in a while.

Wearing a jacket walk down to the bus stop. That bus goes directly to the clinic.

The emergency services there said that there was nothing they could do and made a reference to some other service at the other end of the town. 

Took the bus back home, and lay down carefully in bed. Whatever had occurred, it would go awayy soon.

This morning the pain had spread all over the torso, it was hard to get up, movement was not easy. Telephone the doctor, but that is just too bad. An answering machine explains that they are on holiday and that the practice is closed.

Stay in bed, the pain will surely go.

It is a strange thing, but it is now clear how helpless things can become when you are alone and immobile.

It will be possible to visit that other emergency medical service later.

There is no appetite for breakfast today.