I've spent a couple of New Year's Eves in hospital (two years in a row, '86 and '87) with a nasty bout of acute pancreatitus. Not very pleasant. Incredibly painful, nil by mouth and not enough pethedine. Lying in a hospital bed in agony is no fun. All in all over a period of six years I had eight attacks of the dreaded pancreatitus, the last being in 1993. But, New Year's Eve in hospital was certainly the most depressing. Get well soon Huguenot.