Very enjoyable and fun trek to Hungary. Doesn't really matter top me where we go next just say when and I'll be there.

Sounds good, count me in.
More interesting reading about Hungary.

More interesting and educational info. I do come across interesting things about other countries on a regular basis. I sometimes search specific things or countries but mostly just see something that catches my eye while surfing and click and read.

Good Morning Base Campers!
Miserable mood. One should shut up on a day like this.
First of all: I’m fairly convinced that the HRT (estrogen supplement) to which I foolishly agreed the second time around when I allowed myself to trust that my doctor and gynecologist knew what they were talking about is the culprit or facilitator of the blood clot that formed in my heart two weeks ago like it has been of a host of other nasty things that has happened to my health lately. It doesn’t make things better that basically I have myself to blame.

If something happens to us in Denmark related to mistakes etc. in our health system, we can apply for damages. I already reported my serious side effects of the HRT 'Vagifem' which is homegrown, made in Denmark by our biggest pharmaceutical company Novo Nordisk (competitor to Ely Lilly on insuline). I contemplate filing for damages, even as it says in the information paper that someone like me should not take it. So why do my GP, whom I adore, and gynecologist try to convince me of the benefits? Not that I think ’The Patient Damages Insurance’ will agree to my points of view. I don’t care about any money, it’s a matter of principle like when I contested my speeding ticket and predictably lost.

I called a public entity by the name ’The Patient Counselling’ and tried to talk to a service person who never learnt to listen. All she could do was to keep me from asking what I wanted to ask by talking herself. Have you met the type? She referred me to the website where the filing-for-damages-files could be found. I could have done that myself. At no charge. Waste of money to pay her for that and to irritate me, too.

Good thing the English doctor and his crew who did the procedures that night knew their business, because as I move out into the fringes of our health system my enthusiasm cools. I’m supposed to be enrolled in a rehabilitation program, but have heard nothing after a week, and it’s now I need some information. I have a number of worries. I used to be able to walk the sun black. Now I get short of breath after a couple of hundred meters/yards and have to stand still to catch my breath. I never felt weakness in my arms and legs before. I do now. I would like that rehabilitation program to have started at once, so that such worries could be addressed. I called my local hospital which is supposed to be in charge of it. The sparrow that answered the phone had no idea of anything whatsoever, but promised to ’leave a note’ with my name and phone #. Nobody has seen that note yet.
Good grief! We pay her too! There must be some nepotism at play here
Miserable bureaucrats!

I called a counceller at the Heart Association where I have become a member. Finally someone with a heart, a brain, and some empathy. She pointed to possible side effects of the four new medicines I have been prescribed. She found it encouraging that I only had four prescribed - it goes up with severity I understand - and took it as a sign of a lucky outcome, which the doctors also told me. Time is of the essence, and it was on my side. Indeed, I was told that the normal heart pumps at 60% of it’s capacity, and an echocardiography showed mine was down to 50%, and they found that good. Still, it’s a reduction of 16.7% or almost one fifth. She said the Heart Association tried to improve the procedures for rehabilitation. However, some very conservative structures within the health care system are as easy to turn around as are VLCCs.

Too, too many phone calls for one day.
Well, hopefully this mood will improve after a good night’s sleep and not turn depressionlike, which is what I really fear. That’s one good thing: The awful fatigue makes me sleep better. The bad news is: I do it all the time. I swear I can do it standing up.

Base Campers, I try to smooth the way for another trek. I have used my sorry ’Personal Messaging’ subsitute to try to get in touch with the cruncher captain whom I hope will be our host. That didn’t work. Now I have tried to alert him in the ’Where Are You From?’ thread, knowing that he pops in there now and then.
One of these days I’ll be in luck in this field.
One way or another.

Not a bad way to phrase it, TLD.
Negotiating with two secretaries at two hospitals today trying to get them moving on writing a rehab plan.
as if it's the first one they ever did ....
They understand all I'm saying
they say in a sweettalking manner
but seemingly they have a hard time understanding that action is needed
- and what would happen if I didn't check on it?
It should autorun!