For those who don't know, this is what Ive been up to....
I'm sure it's not only me that has had these type of thoughts in the past....
The type where you book a great holiday, plan a great weekend, get tickets for a concert or event, and then worry but hope that nothing fucks up before-hand to ruin it ?
99 times out of a 100, everything goes smoothly, and you get to experience the thing you'd been so excited for without any issues. Then you get that other 1 time that threatens to ruin it for you....
This was one of those times.....
I'd booked tickets for the UFC event in Manchester this weekend for myself, my son and two of my best buddies. We'd gone balls-out by booking two top class Apartments in Manchester, fully loaded with everything you could possibly want.
The schedule was set, arrive in Manchester Friday lunch-time. Attend a UFC Fighter Autograph session with 5 top UFC Fighters. Then off to a Q and A session hosted by Chael Sonnen, followed by the UFC Weigh-Ins Live.
Then check-in to our Apartments, have a good drink, play some UFC or PES on the PS3, utilising the apartments 42" Plasma. Then get showered and changed and in a Taxi to Joe Rogan's Live Stand-Up Comedy Show, for which we had 4 Front Row seats.
I'd even ordered us Joe Rogan T-Shirts for us all for the night, and had them imported from the States. Just for the crack. As well as treating myself to a Lyoto Machida Hoodie for the weekend.
So with Friday Night sorted, and the UFC Event and After Fight Party at The Hilton secured for the Saturday night, everything was shaping up nicely.
After a very quiet weekend by anyone's standards, let alone mine, I woke up Monday morning with a very sharp pain to the right of my stomach. A trip to the Dr's saw me blagged with a Hernia excuse, so I went to work. The pain increased dramatically throughout the day before I finally left work and drove straight to the Hospital.
After a 3 hour wait, I was then examined. Within minutes. I was attached to a Drip and a meeting with a Surgeon. Not what I was expecting at all. Drugged up to the eye-balls, I was taken to Ward 31 for an overnight stay, with constant checks. The symptoms pointed to Appendicitis.
Sure enough, I was carted down to the Operating Theatre the next morning where I went under the knife and had what the Surgeon called a 'nasty infection' of the Appendix removed. Along with my Appendix....
The 1 hour operation ended up taking 3 hours, such was the severity of the infection. But thankfully, and very luckily, my Appendix hasn't popped, otherwise it could have been a very different story.
Although it certainly won't stop me from going to Manchester this weekend, even though I can hardly walk right now, I feel lucky in a way that this happened Monday and not this weekend, when I probably wouldn't have even gone to get it checked out. As the partying would have numbed it. Then I could have been in serious trouble.
Anyway, I've just been released from Hospital, and my wonderful fiancé is taking great care of me. So it's a case of plenty of rest and onwards and upwards.
Thanks for all the kind words from those who knew and got in touch. Much appreciated, especially Andy Ogle.
Manchester here we come baby, Zimmer-Frame or not, it's only for the hardcore, and only the strong survive.....!!
So that was last week, I'm well enough to get out of bed now, so thought I'd give PES 14 another whirl. Impressions later, good and bad. But sometimes, searching out the genius can help nullify the niggles.
Really loving my ML with Boro, and finally I scored a goal from a very much in the long-range category....
The atmosphere I can created is unreal, the best ever....
YouTube - Ledesma Screamer !!