I should have taken more than a few snacks when waiting at A&E with grandson (7) the other day - he’d tripped and banged his head on a brick wall at school - a hefty lump and apparently he’d blacked out very briefly - so although he did seem fine, 111 of course advised A&E.
He went through the few snacky things fairly quickly so after waiting for quite a while to see a dr (initial very thorough assessment by a nurse was actually fairly quick) Sod’s Law said that once I’d gone in search of something else for him, lo, his name was called. But I’d left him there to tell them that Granny would be back PDQ.
All Ok, thank goodness.
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