A White Mustache - Part II

It was going to be 7pm, and I had to go to another town, 1 hour more of journey and I was going to be 2 hours far from my small room in Buckingham. But my biggest question at the moment was ¿until what time are working the buses from Luton to Milton Keynes?
It was a difficult moment to decide to go to Luton with the possibility to stay the whole night in the waiting room of the hospital, or wait until the next day with a bigger and more painful abscess on my face.

Without think a lot about this, of course I decided to go to the Hospital!

I ran a lot, hoping to find the bus to Luton, and I could see it. It was taking passengers and the last one was boarding it, so I had to run as my friend “Speedy Gonzales”, and finally I could get into it.

I expended almost an hour on the journey, thinking if I could get a bus to come back to MK, or if I was going to have the night in the waiting room. I didn’t want to think about it because I was going to get crazy.  Of course I ask to the driver for the timetable of the buses, but he didn’t have, so he told me: “The last bus is about 5 minutes past 9.”

I arrived to Luton, and of course, I started to run to the hospital, it took me around 5-10 minutes to get there. Finally I arrived to the Accidents and Emergencies department. I gave them the medical history which was written by the Doctor in MK. It was around 8:20 pm, and definitely I was thinking that it was going to take ages to be assist by a doctor.

But not! 5 minutes later, a British woman called me; she was going to be my maxillofacial doctor!

She analysed me and said to me: “I can cut your skin a bit to make the abscess drain, but your swollen skin is still thick, and it’s the possibility that I would cut you for nothing.”  

I thought: “For God sake! I came for nothing!”

She said: “I can give you stronger antibiotics and in 7 days you can go to an appointment in a medical centre in MK to check if you are better. Or I can try to make a little incision and you will have a very small scar but it’s up to you.”

I thought: “OK what the hell, what is the point of the life if you never take risky decisions?”

And I said : “I would like to try with the incision.”