Witzend I did feel fine. I went on the bus the day before, all around the shops looking for school uniform bits, then home on the bus again. In fact, I went from the GP surgery to the hospital on the bus, though the GP wanted me to go by ambulance.
I was with the GP because of a hacking cough which hadn't been shifted by antibiotics and my oxygen level was varying between 87% and 92%. She asked me to come back in two days, checked it again, and said I had to go to the hospital. But I never felt weak or wobbly or unwell - as long as I didn't start coughing! The hospital staff were amazed when they heard I'd come by bus.
Maybe us oldies are tougher than we look!
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