too many last cigarettes,

Some would say all are. I was supposed to be admitted to southhampton general at 2 today. I called to check they had a bed as instructed. They said the whole trust was in a bed crisis but to come in. Called the abbotsbury road surgery to check on the transport, it hadn't turned up last time. It was booked, expect it any time up to the appointment time. It's now past 2. I've warned the bed manager at south hampton i'm going to be late. Checked on the transport. It's on it's way but they can't say when. Had i been listening out? It's a good thing i'm quite chilled, can use a phone and am not completley addled. And have had so many last cigarettes.:-) i'm not looking forward to the op. It'll be good to be able to stop standing around in limbo, and get away from these terrible, ever present puns. And the idiot zombie clutches of nhs beauraucracy. it'll be good when it's over. And that's just the journey. I'm not even there yet. Cocks. Watch this space for the next installment. Nhs cocking transport, a slow road to a quiet hell. Should be a laugh.