A familiar place

So here we are in an old familiar place I call 'neuro'.  You'll find this lovely place with a view on the 7th floor of Lions Gate Hospital.
I checked in last night after being out with Kristie for what was supposed to be a nice tea date, I started to get dizzy and then BAM!!!
I couldn't walk so we called my other friend to come and pick us up.  Now picture this...I live on 19&Lonsdale, 15&Lonsdale is where Tim Hortons is, but I can't make it home so, my blessed friend mary louise who lives on 18& Lonsdale had to come with her car to pick me up.  So they both get me in the car and we get to her house where I fully intend on putting my feet up and being waited on while my body settles back down...well my body and I are not on the same page...I become jello, my muscles just collapse I have no control and can bare no weight.  Ok let's call 911 and ride to the hospital in style, an ambulance.  And in handsome style too (the attendant) I probably would've appreciated that more if I could see straight.
So my friends, here I am Sunday morning, all dignity and self respect , what I had left from the last time I was in, is completely gone.   Nothing like having a nurse shove a bed pan under you and telling you to hurry it along !!!! Too much pressure.  Thanks to my girl for the 'pee prayer' and a great story of her night at work to distract me.  And guess what happened???? I DID IT!!
so now I am spending another night here in neuro with the plan to jump the line and see the oncologist guys tomorrow.  "if the mountain wont go to Melanie, then Melanie will go to the mountain"
I feel ok,  nothing I haven't been through before so....I'll blog soon.  I'll be doing lots of writing if the two friends in my head don't learn to get along.
God bless you