Prescription for pain, angst and 'silly old buggers'

The senior nurse in the emergency department probably had a lot more pressing problems to deal with but she listened to my story and agreed it did indeed sound very strange.

"It's your script. I'll phone them and check it out."

Ten minutes later she called me back.

"They gave me the same story. I just don't understand it."

"Well if you can't, how the hell could I?"

We both laughed before she said, " Look I'll get a doctor to write you another script and leave it with admin…"

So today, in some less pain and no rain, I ventured back to the emergency department where I expected I would have to do some explaining to the staff on duty.

But as soon as I walked up to the glass window with a narrow slot and told the woman on duty my name, she smiled and said "This is for you." An envelope with my new script inside.

I asked if she was the lady I had spoken to the previous day.

"No, but I heard the conversation … it's unbelievable!"

Another woman sitting at a desk beside her was smiling and nodding in agreement.

I thanked them both. One small win, and I'll take it!