Right ladies and gentlemen. Your predictions have come true. Saturday afternoon took Missy for a walk and got home feeling fine just before 4pm. Went upstairs to change and that is the last thing I can remember. Once I woke up on the floor it took me 30 minutes to climb in to bed and spent an hour getting warm. I must have taken off my boots and shirt because that is all I was wearing, after that who knows what happened.
Put it down to just a glitch.
On Tuesday morning my doctor 'phoned to say that he was doing all that he could to get me a sooner rather than later appointment with the opthalmologist but made no reference to the ambulance not arriving on October 2nd.
Took Missy for a walk at 3.15 having first taken a reading - which was 6.1. Decided tha t I didn't want a JB as the walk was very short.
15 minutes into the walk I felt a little uneasy so tried to get a JB down me but they had all melded together and I could not get one.
Next thing I knew was being aware that I was on my back on the dirt track with a man bending over me and Missy sitting at my shoulder. Very soon the bush telegraph worked its magic and there were 10 or 12 people gathered around me. Lapsed again and when I woke up there was an ambulance, driver and 2 paramedics leaning over me and a couple of cars with passengers had turned up. They got 2 bystanders to hold drip bags up and Enrique was inserting needles into my arms. One of them must have contained glucose or something like it because I became fully awake and felt much better. Then a Guardia Civil car came and an officer asked me for my ID which I did not have on me. Enrique gave him his assurance that I was a resident and that I was his patient so he left.
Enrique told me that I must go to hospital as my left hand was very badly injured and there was a nasty gash near my left eye. I was stretchered into the ambulance and Missy was reluctant to do so but the other paramedic managed to grab her and plonked her on my stomach. The ambulance drove as near to my house as was possible and put Missy inside.
I was taken to the hospital in Ubeda and was seen in A&E, which was heaving, at 9pm the doctor patched me up and said that I could go home in about 5 hours after they had done several tests and then I was taken to an observation ward.
About an hour after I was trundled into a bed I had a massive hypo, 5 people holding me down. I was told later that I was shoutinng 'sugar'. I knew then that going home that night was out of the question.
Had a very restless night, I had 3 drips in plus an automatic blood pressure machine which went off every half an hour. The nurses did finger pricks every 40 minutes or so so I didn't get much sleep. Doctor saw me in the early morning and said that he would arrange for an ambulance to take me home asap. All of the bandages and dressings were removed and replaced and I was moved down to the ambulance station and I was dropped off as near to my house as was possible at 1pm.
I was told that I must not go into the campo alone as there are very few people in there and I was very lucky that a man found me, especially at that time becaause it was lunch and siesta time.
There we are, a bit lengthy I know, but as we share experiences I thought that I would post.
I'm very sore and tired and have to wear the bandages on both hands until Thursday when Enrique will remove them. I'll stink like a pig.