Here we are in the new "Met" hospital

Monday, and it appears they will be performing surgery tomorrow - Christmas Day.   Not the best present I've had.

Tuesday and it's off to the theatre we go - I wake up some  hours later feeling like I'd been run over.

Apparently the procedure, a "washout" involves shifting anything that looks infected around the hip joint.

Wednesday - well in fact all the rest of the days were spent lying down in extreme discomfort.

Not really the best way to end the year.