11/12/23

Sleeping was a mission last night for these humans. They swapped sides to sleep as the Mistress didn't want her Moon Boot to crash into his very sore knee. They are not used to this sleep position and can't sleep. Eventually, when all went quiet, I got these fellas here to gather around, so we could discuss this hospital kitchen and the surgery on the chopping board on His Lordship's knee. Firstly, he preferred to go to sleep, whereas I would have stayed awake. Hmm, I guess they would get a very sharp knife and cut open the area of his pain. Humans bleed where Gnomes don't, so someone would do the mopping up. 

That wheelbarrow fella reckons the dogs would have been around to lick up the blood on the floor. Conserving the clothes to wash. They like blood I hear. The problem he says was under the kneecap and it was full of arthritis. They must have chopped this next area with an axe as they put a new metal hinge in so the knee could bend. Hinges have to be screwed in place I believe. Oh, I wish I could see this being done. Screws are quite long so this would take some doing!! The piece they threw away, did they give it to the local dogs. They like a bone to chew. Oh, heck this is so complicated for a mere Gnome. I wish he stayed awake to tell me exactly the details. After all, I am here to learn from these humans.

He said he woke up in a recovery room and all these lovely nurses were fussing over him. They were mighty glad he woke up, as he would have slept all day. Texting the Mistress was first on his agenda. Then other family members later on. 

His Lordship tries ringing his bell at times, usually when he knows she has just sat down for a well-deserved rest. I can hear him laughing when he does this on purpose. He is pretty cheeky this fella. His face is a real picture when he completes his exercises. He huffs and puffs too. Must be pain the Mistress announces. He calls for heavier pain relief while resting on his bed. 

I take a good look at this situation on his bed and try and see if I can improve this pain. Unfortunately, my services weren't required, and only pills would do the job.

Checking out the Patient.

They had to be the right pills too, as some were making him feel unwell. 

Tonight, the Mistress's brother called in and brought fish and chips, so she didn't need to cook. Of course, he had to check out these 2 invalids. It had been a while, and he is a very busy fella running a business and a lot to catch up on. She always enjoys their catchups, and their time always flies she says.