Hey all, this is how I spent Thursday, November the 9th....
10PM, the night beforeI am a crazy bugger. The night before I was due to go in for surgery, I went to... the gym. I also had to fast from Midnight, so I had myself a huge snack of some cold roast chicken around 10.30, to tide me over!
Trams and DoorsFor good or ill, I decided to take myself to the hospital by train and tram. It's probably one of the hardest journeys in Melbourne to get from Northcote to Prahran in the mornings - Punt road, for example, being the most direct route. So I packed my pyjamas and my teddy bear, er, I mean, my MP3 player, and hoped on the 8.03 limited express to Flinders street.
Of course, the tram I caught then almost ceased to function just outside flinders street - the front door was fried. I was juuuuust about to jump off at get into a cab - it was 8.43 by this stage, I had to check in at 9am - when miraculously the tram started moving again.
Waiting, Part OneAdmissions was listed out the front as being on the second floor, although I'd been told over the phone to go to level three. So I tried level 2, only to be told by a sign that Admissions had moved to level 3... Finally figured I was in the right place, plonked myself down on a chair, and waited.
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