So eventually I was ushered through to a cubicle where a nurse applied ECG pads to me. These were quite interesting to me because at work we currently use something that looks like this...
I mentioned how lovely the sticky ECG pads were to the nurse. And how the cats and dogs would love them! She looked around in a shifty manner and pressed a pack of them into my hand.
'Don't tell anyone I gave them to you,' she said.
I don't think blogging about them in a public place constitutes telling does it? Anyway, thank you very much anonymous nurse. I am simultaneously shocked at the profligate waste of NHS resources (especially having seen how much these things are on Amazon) and chastened at my own use of NHS resources and also can't help thinking, 'What a kind and caring nurse!'
Have I ever mentioned that I blooming love the NHS?
(Oh, sod it, I love the BBC so much, that this clearly just an excuse to link to this...
So I had the ECG and was directed to see the doctor in the GP surgery next to the hospital.
He said to me, 'You haven't had a heart attack.'
Which was nice. He also gave me advice which is summarised in this poster (though the phone number may no longer be up to date)
Calling for NHS advice - use the 111 service. If you are feeling unwell and need a telephone health assessment, please call the NHS 111 service free of charge from any phone by dialling "1 1 1".
'Oh,' she said, as I was leaving, 'I left a message for Denise. I hope it didn't scare her. I tried to sound calm, but it isn't easy to leave that sort of message. Or five messages, it may have been five messages.'
I may love the NHS and the BBC but I really, really love Denise. I never want to give her that sort of stress again.
I'm sorting my life out now.