Back last July, I mentioned pals of mine, Jonathan and James, and pointed you in their direction on MySpace – as then, I won’t do it as a link as I don’t want to be tracked back. It’s here – http://www.myspace.com/bloodonthemind
I mention it because Johnny had a horrible accident on his farm last week and is in hospital. Bailer twine caught both round his foot and around the wheel of the tractor he was driving. No, I’m not sure exactly how it happened either, but he’s not the sort to be careless. He stopped instantly, but had to reverse the tractor to release himself before phoning for help. An air ambulance arrived and he was at the N&N hospital five minutes after they took off again.
They – his parents and the three boys – are a lovely family and he’s a great bloke. The Sage and I haven’t been sleeping too well for the past few nights, thinking about him. His foot was sliced off, virtually, at the instep – every bone was broken and it was only held on by a couple of tendons. They’ve kept his little toe, as long as there isn’t any infection, but the rest couldn’t be saved.
Anyway, why I’m writing this is because I had a bit of a go at aspects of medical practice last week and, though it wasn’t directed against the NHS at all, I thought it only fair to give another side of the matter, which is that this is where the Health Service absolutely shines. Money simply couldn’t buy better care than he will receive.
We’ve left messages, but not spoken to the family until now, but the Sage spoke to his mother this morning. He’s still in great pain and has to be in isolation because of the risk of infection. His parents and girlfriend are allowed to visit, but no one else. As you can imagine, they are distraught and exhausted – it’s a 50 mile round trip to the hospital every day. There’s still the dairy farm to run and this is the busiest time of the year on the land too – at least all the cows are out of doors and there’s plenty of grass, so they don’t need feeding, but they do need to be milked. Three other men work for them and they are rallying round, and one of them is doing the driving to and from the hospital to spare them as much as possible.
Johnny is longing to be out of isolation and in a ward, for some company, but it won’t be possible for a while. He has various gigs booked for the summer and is still hoping to be able to do some of them – don’t know how likely that is, but the thought is encouraging him anyway.
Thank you all for your messages – when he’s better and I see him again, I’ll tell him.