Yep! Apparently, it’s gone 🙂
I no longer have the ugly horrors living inside my stomach.
We paid a visit to Limassol General Hospital this morning which is always a bit of an event. You never know what will await you…
We arrived at around 09:45 and collected a yellow ticket with number 725. The digits on the clock counter above the registration windows showed 675 – so, only 50 in front of us then 😦
We sat and waited….. Number 680 appeared on the clock at ten past ten and then – everything ground to a halt.
“τα computer δεν δουλευιε” – the damn computer gave up the ghost, which meant it was impossible to retrieve the patient history files to print out the labels for our medical books or to allocate appointments! Aaaarghhhh…….
The question is, how long do you wait to see if the computer decides to work again?
Luckily for us, in reality it was only about 20 minutes but felt a lot longer. No sooner did the numbers start rolling around again when it seemed like half of the waiting room decided to swarm to the windows to see where they were up to. Did it speed the process up? Not on your nelly, when will they realise that the operative word is “wait”?
Eventually our number came up, only for us to be told that Dr Tsiggos wasn’t in the building and we would have to come another day 🙂 Thwarted! A day off work wasted…..
We popped around the corner though, just to check for ourselves as my hubby had already seen there were people coming and going through the Endoscopy room doorway when he had a peep round there earlier. It was just as well we did…
Correct! Dr Tsiggos was not “at home” today but another gastrologist was in his office. It seems Dr Tsiggos isn’t back in a full time role and is still trying to get his retirement. Poor beggar, they keep dragging him back to work!
Off we went, back to the registration window we recently left. The lady saw us and immediately apologised. She had come in to help deal with the backlog after the computer failure and didn’t know about the replacement for Dr Tsiggos. She pulled us to the front of the queue and did her “stuff”.
So that was it, we were now number 18 in line to see this new doctor. Happily, we managed to find the person who was number 17 as it’s always good to know just who is in front of you when you’re in a queue in Cyprus 😉 The queuing system doesn’t quite work here. When they get bored, they just push to the front and shout a lot.
Eventually, it will go one way or the other. They either get in front, or they don’t! But, it does help to relieve the monotony….
As luck would have it, some got fed up of waiting and they just disappeared so by just before midday I’d been in to see the new doctor. No idea who he is/was and probably never shall because I’m positive that the next time I go back, it will be somebody completely different.
Anyway, he tells me that my blood results show the monsters have left my stomach – but, as I still get some pain from the ulcer I can continue to take my tablets in cycles of 7 days when the symptoms reappear.
Oh, one last update before I go…. It seems I’m now at that horrible age where I shall have to consider having a colonoscopy. Bloody marvellous!
The doctor tells me I can have 12 months grace before I go through the trauma of that one 🙂
Note: if you have been affected by anything you have read in this article, I would recommend not reading my previous Living with GERD posts!