Wee Man lugged this beautiful stone back from the beach at Bude. We were staying in a caravan on a farm - just us as it was a new venture for the farmer's wife and she had just one caravan. So it was idyllic for us....
... idyllic 'til 'im-out-of doors developed a stomach pain. It got so bad we left him resting while we went back to visit the donkey sanctuary - a favourite for the kids. But in the end we went to the local doctors.
The nurse saw him and did wonder about appendicitis but the doctor popped his head in and muttered " virus " & prescribed pain killers & sleep. We returned two days later & the diagnosis was the same.
I don't know how he drove home ( how guilty did I feel that I can't drive ? ) The next morning he took himself off to Bournemouth hospital where they didn't know what to do with him either. By this time, appendicitis was a real possibility so they wrote " nil by mouth " and prepped him for an operation. Then they changed their mind and put him under observation. Then they changed their minds again up went the nil by mouth sign and so it went on !
Meanwhile the In laws arrived to stay locally to see the grandchildren. They spent most of their holiday driving backwards & fore wards to hospital !
Eventually my husband was discharged with a bag full of strong antibiotics. He still has his appendix ! They decided to bombard with pills rather than operate as it could burst & develop peritonitis. Needless to say, he has never forgotten that particular holiday !
PS ...on a brighter note, before he got ill, we visited Morwellham Quay - went deep into the tin mines, dressed up in period costume, made rope & sat in a lesson in a Victorian school ( what would they have done with two dyslexics ? )
It's a wonderful place and if you get the chance try to visit.