Patron saint of the bewilderati

The staff at Saint Feasance's are very kind, bustling cheerfully up and down the corridors, wheeling tea trolleys or swinging bed pans with girlish abandon. The big joke among them is that I look far too healthy to need the surgery which I shall undergo tomorrow morning. But, as they say around here, Doctor knows best.

I'm told that there is another patient in the hospital, but as yet I have been able to glean no details.