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Home away from home for the last couple of days.
Duff quality, but I actually forgot to ask the ambulance crew to get the Nikon while they were strapping me down…
So it’s courtesy of Nokia and Treo @ .7 megapixels
This is the Med School and Clinic of the Johannes Gutenberg University in Mainz. Well. the entrance anyway.
Behind this original facade is a huge area of specialist clinics with a really good reputation. (The Vincenz Hospital is better for artificial hips, they say, but I have no first hand experience on that. Yet.)
But their A&E clinic is supposed to be the best for miles around (says Simon and Sophie’s Mum, who’s a doctor and she might know) and I thought they were crash hot.
The regime’s a bit brutal, though.
Night sister throws you your pharmacological dose for the day at stupid o’clock (after checking every hour to see if you’ve still got a pulse and blood pressure. And if she’s able to blind you with her torch…)
Beds get made at 6:30, the Kosovo Kleaning Krew drifts in at around 7:30 and dab around a bit with their cloths, breakfast from the non-twin twins turns up at 8 and the boy-doctor who’s still soporific from sleeping off a 24 hour stint turns up shortly after to start another 24 hours.
And all the time. it’s like MASH, with helicopters dropping off people with intense need of TLC at the pad in rapid succession.
Outside the window.
But I think I’ll try and avoid the place for a bit….
Mainz Daily Photo 
>And if you are in need of hip operation, you’d probably want to do it there than… wait in line here…
>Still, if it were nice and cushy and comfortable, nurses perky and lovely, meals delicious and accompanied by wine and a string quartet, you might have wanted to stay longer…No laughing for 6 weeks. Best of luck with that!!
>Chicken nuggets steamrollered flat t masquerade as a schnitzel, industrial grade brown sauce, instant potato mash and polystyrene coloured to imitate carrots, capsicum and sweet corn.Banana was real, I think.A bit different to my normal diet…
>Sounds like you have been well-taken care of…how were the meals or were you eating gruel? Well, it’s not a laughing matter!
>Oh, for sure. Thanks Abe.Took some X-rays this am to make sure the lung wasn’t deflating and sent me on my way, with a a few well-chosen words about being more careful in future.And I’m not allowed to laugh for 6 weeks…
>Are you on the mend now? I hope so.Abraham Lincoln