A Mysterious Attack On My Body
Last Friday, I went to Birmingham and looked at the extension of the West Midlands Metro to Fiveways and Perry Barr station before it is updated for the Commonwealth Games.
I also took a detour to Wolverhampton station to see how the new transport interchange is progressing.
I had travelled between Euston and Wolverhampton on my least favourite trains – Alstom’s Class 390 trains.
- The seats don’t align well with the windows.
- The trains are cramped because of all the tilting mechanism.
These trains must a nightmare for anybody taller than my 1.70 metres or heavier than my sixty-two kilos.
But the biggest problem of these Pendolino trains is that Alstom updated the air-conditioning a few years ago for Virgin a few years ago and I find the air inside too dry.
I am glad to see that Avanti West Coast have ordered new Hitachi Class 807 trains for running to and from Liverpool.
In my few hours in Birmingham, I didn’t have much to eat or drink.
- I had a hot chocolate from a stall outside Wolverhampton station.
- I also took a box of Leon’s gluten-free chicken and a lemonade onto the train home.
I was fine until I got to about Watford, but about I felt a need for the toilet. I waited until Euston and then it seemed everything in my body went down the toilet in the station.
Saturday
I had slept well on Friday night going to bed after the ten o’clock news as I usually do.
I spent a very quiet Saturday mainly watching sport on the television and not leaving my house.
Sunday
After a good night’s sleep, I noticed things seemed to have gone a bit wrong with my left hand.
- I couldn’t get my left arm to co-operate with putting on a shirt.
- I had trouble opening a yoghurt pot, by gripping it in my left hand and ripping the top off with my right.
- I couldn’t tie my shoe-laces and had to use a pair of slip on shoes.
But
- At no time was I having any balance problems and bathed successfully,
- I did manage to get to the shops at the Angel to get a few bits and pieces I needed.
In the end I phoned 111 and they decided, I should be looked at professionally in hospital.
Royal London Hospital
Once in A & E at the Royal London things started to get better.
- A CT-Scan had shown no problems.
- I had a negative Covid test.
- They did a few blood tests.
- They told me that I had an infection.
But remarkably after an hour or so, my hand had started working normally.
The only reason, I could think, was that the air in the hospital was fully climate-controlled, whereas at home, it was just hot and dry.
They kept me in overnight and after a couple of human-based checks in the morning sent me home in a taxi.
Conclusion
The whole episode does seem so like an incident I described in A Couple of Days in Hospital.
May 12, 2021 - Posted by AnonW | Health, Transport/Travel | Class 390 Train, Class 807 Train, Commonwealth Games 2022, COVID-19 Testing, Midland Metro, Perry Barr Station, Royal London Hospital, Wolverhampton Station
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I’m glad you are ok. I did wonder whether there was a problem as you had no new blog articles for a few days. I know what you mean about the Pendolinos. They can feel a bit claustrophobic although they are very reliable trains. I used to travel regularly from Euston to Birmingham when my office relocated there, and I usually went for the seat in coach A right at the very front (or back on the return trip). They have extra legroom. They were supposedly meant for cyclists as the bikes were stored next to the carriage but at the times I used to travel, a cyclist rarely appeared
Comment by David Richards | May 12, 2021 |
Thanks. I usually take Chiltern to Birmingham as the trains are much better!
I certainly will in future.
Comment by AnonW | May 12, 2021 |
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