Freddie is Back

Back from the operating theatre and looking like an extra from 'Nightmare on Elm Street', yes the 'nose job' is done. Full control of the TV control, lovely nurses on call, lot's of food and drink and uninterrupted sleep, when is the next op I ask myself!.
I must admit though it was a little nerve wracking being wheeled through to theatre -considering the 'Snout' dream/nightmare, but Mr Powells and his great staff put my mind at rest ( literally ).
It was soon done though and post-op I met a nurse ( not like that in case my wife reads this! ) and we got chatting about this and that, including travel. She told me that she had served in the Armed forces for two decades and had seen some great places and sights, none more amazing than a trip on the USS Midway, at the time the largest aircraft carrier in the U.S Navy.
Ok I can't resist.... launched soon after the Second World War at an immense cost of $202 million, it carried 4104 men and officers, it totalled nearly a thousand feet in length, at decommissioning it weighed 75,000 tonnes, it carried over 300 aircraft, it saw service in Vietnam......OK I could go on and on, but back to the story.
It had docked in Hong Kong harbour and, after seeing these military nurses, the old yanks invited the girls on board. Apparently the size of the ship was hard to comprehend, the anchor room alone was like a small house!. Then up to the kitchen, which never stopped serving food, the salad bar alone made Pizza Hut's look like the contents of a picnic basket.
Rumour has it that no drink was allowed on board, but, as in Prisons to keep the peace, that drugs were rife. There was even a section designated 'no whites', such was the intensity and amount of men on board. Amazing stories none the less. She carried on by saying that she couldn't imagine serving now, what with the random suicide and car bombs. At the time 'News at Ten' was on in the background and it was shadowing a troop of medics in Afghanistan. Treating troops injured in battle, by such things as said roadside bombs, these people, as many say, need medals as big as frying pans the work that they do- as of course do the troops. All this in 100 degree heat!!!.
I will try to lighten the mood now by saying that I will be attempting to keep a low profile, due to my scary appearance. It will be very hard though considering that it is School sports day tomorrow, the Doc's leaving party on Friday and next door's BBQ on Sunday. Balaclava needed!.

CH