I woke up but had no idea where I was so got up and walked. After about a mile in the fog and damp my bare feet were sorel and worn. A police car pulled me over and said they’d been warned to look out for me and took me back to the hospital. Here they put in o cannula and flooded me with intravenous antibiotics for a few days. They took a lumber puncture and found my cerebral fluid had become infected.
In the weeks before I’d been acting strange. I had some blocks of oak, turning blanks and had them on the ceramic hob of my cooker. I must have turned this on and collapsed on the floor . After a while this caused a fire and the fire officer for the flats arrived with a fire crew. I had been unable to handle the siren and had struck the smoke detector with a claw hammer. They should have phoned an ambulance then but instead assumed that I was drunk.
I remember nothing of this but the next incident I had got half way up the stairs at my neighbours. They were unable to get me to stand and go up or down. Fortunately they realised that I was sober and phoned an ambulance. This took me to Bath hospital which was where I had woken up.
I am back home now and recovering. Once on oral antibiotics and no longer delusional they saw no reason to keep me in any longer. I am well again but came close to death. It makes you realise that it is never far away and this brilliant burst of light we all enjoy could be snuffed out at any moment.
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