Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Schrödinger's Patient

I might be going into hospital today for a minor operation, but thanks to the wonderous Irish Health System, I don't know for sure yet. I'm currently awaiting a call to let me know whether or not there is a bed available.

Thus, at this moment, as far as I am concerened, there is both a bed available, and not. The quatum wave form for the availablity of a bed will not be broken until my mobile phone rings and I answer.

Suddenly, my life seems very... binary...

Edit: Well, the results are in! I'm going in, but not until 7pm, instead of 2pm, and they're putting me in a different ward! Sucess, but only barely.

3 comments:

Cian said...

You'd want to be careful with talk like that. You're assuming that the only optionss for the hospital are to give you 1 bed or 0 beds. I would remind you that they could decide to give you 0.8 of a bed (a trolley), or 0.37 of a bed (a chair) or even 0.06 of a bed (a scalpel, a sewing kit and a bottle of whisky). It's all part of the fun of the HSE.

Cian said...

Oh and good luck with it

Denis said...

Haha! Thanks! I'm glad I read that before the operation! I think I might have burst a stitch if I saw it after!!