Bit of a nightmare journey to the hospital in London this morning with DH who was having a bone density scan. Trains all over the place for a start because of flooding further north, but that was good becasue we caught the train before the one we had planned to catch. Then DH started to feel dizzy and faint just as the train was coming through north London, so we sat tight until everybody had got off before getting down on to the platform Usually there is a disabled assistance "buggy" on the platform, but not today so he struggled the length of the platform (he uses 2 sticks) and up the ramp to the concourse but had to stop and steady himself on the handrail. I went on ahead and saw the disabled assistance "buggy" on the concourse and they took us back down to the lower floor and round to the taxi rank. There is no way he could have managed it on his own.The test at the hospital took less than half an hour so it was a long way to go for very little (apart from the wait) so we went straight back to Euston afterwards and were home by 2 o clock. But it brought it home to me why I have to go with him. He has not been well recently, another fever on Friday night,probably an episode of cholangitis but have managed to keep him out of hospital by starting on the emergency supply of antbiotics he was given after his last spell in hospital. I think, I know, he was quite shaken by it all. Fine now, fortunately 