Poor Stella went into hospital on Monday of last week for a routine angiogram. She was expected to be in for half a day, perhaps overnight.
Alas, the entry site bruised and bled. Then it bruised and bled. Then it bruised and bled some more.
She had to lie flat on her bed and not move while they applied pressure, and injected it and did other, arcane things.
They called in a vascular surgeon, although I don't think he performed any surgery.
Lindsey went to collect her. Belinda went to collect her. Matthew went to visit, and perhaps to collect her. Emily went. Wendy went.
It wasn't until Friday that we managed to spring her. Lindsey finally managed to grab her and take her home on Friday evening when she went down after work.
I don't think we should let her go into hospital any more. It doesn't seem todo her much good.
And you should see the bruise. It almost cover her entire side!
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