The Day Before and The Day

I arrived at the hospital on the Tuesday evening and the accommodation was excellent. No-one else was inhabiting the country patients accommodation centre, so it was just me. Nice and peaceful. I slept quite well, and the next day, made my way to the waiting area for surgery. There I was thoroughly checked out and got a gown. I spoke the the anaesthetist and asked him, "Are you having a good day? Is everyone waking up?" He said "Everyone has always woken up for me." So that was good news. I told him I was terrified of general anaesthetics, and he promised to get me something to calm me down, but things were very busy with many emergency cases, and HE FORGOT. I was left on a trolley in a ward absolutely terrified.