I write in praise of the medical services here with special reference to Son Espases. Last Thursday I awoke with a rush of blood to the tail
At 8 a.m. and five frightening experiences later, I contacted my local medical centre.
At 11.20 I had an examination by the young locum who sent me to Urgencias' at Son Espases. In quick response, via a number of young doctors, I was in a spacious, modern 2-bed room and connected to a drip-feed.
From then I was visited by teams of doctors, accompanied by students and the day after, following blood-tests, I was told to stay until Monday for a Colonoscopy.
After 6 litres of purgative' and more blood tests and transfusions, it took place.
The staff were exemplary - patient, sympathetic and efficient.
My blood pressure and temperature was taken every 2 hours, with instant response to the request button. the wards, passageways and general areas pristine, with a matron to ensure it.
The operating theatre was modern and buzzing with quiet screens and quiet voices.
My companions in the ward were a young Majorcan IT programmer who had his appendix out, followed by an elderly Polish Head of a Music School who only spoke German - of which I heard a lot once he knew I lived in Valldemossa.
He rained his thoughts on me, so that Berlitz-like, I learned more German than I'd forgotten,.
The moment my wife brought me a dictionary, he was discharged.
I followed the same afternoon - half a stone lighter, with arms punctured like a heroin addict and nothing but praise for Son Espases, despite its short but chequered history.