A Day in Brum

Another hospital day, this time heading over to a specialist scanning centre at the University Hospital, Birmingham.

I had to be there for one o clock, and I was told to expect to be there for between two and three hours.  On the way I dropped L's car off in Wolverhampton for its service, before catching the tram into the city centre.  The tram now ends outside the new (new) library so I stayed on to the terminus.  I was just getting out the camera to take some photographs only to realise I had committed a schoolboy error.  No memory card!  Luckily the phone was in my pocket.  I was somewhat surprised to find this leaf in the pool.  I liked how it accented the colour in the library's facade.

I headed to the hospital at appointment time.  I was led through a door with the ominous plate on it of 'injection room'!  After going through all of the typical questions I was told that I would have a radioactive isotope injected into me and I would then need to wait for an hour for it to spread through my body.  A cannula was duly inserted and then the lady went out to collect the injection fluid.  I had to smile when she returned with a lead box containing the fluid!  

An hour later I was taken into the scanning room with the typical doughnut shaped machine taking up the centre of the room.  I was due to be in the machine for about half an hour and it seemed like an eternity.  For ages it appeared I wasn't even moving.  It was only by taking reference on the ceiling above that I could gauge that I was moving excruciatingly slowly through the  machine.  It was impossible to feel the movement.  No results today, that will be after another appointment in July.

After that it was back to the train and tram, with the warning not to get too close to pregnant women or young children.  Perhaps not quite so easy when using public transport.