I have just returned
from a visit to my GP, as I have been having a sort of odd feeling around the general vicinity of my liver. Now, I'm hardly Oliver Reed, but I have shifted more than my share of units over the last fifteen or so years, and so I have had a slightly creeping dread that maybe the old gulliver had finally decided to pack in or worse, start sprouting unwanted appendages.

My mind is now a good deal more at ease, and I'm being scheduled as we speak for an ultrasound in a few weeks time to check for gallstones and the like.

I'll still worry like a mentallist when it comes time, but for now I feel much better.

The NHS, eh? Just smashing :D

I only had to wait one day for my appointment too, and was taken in less than 5 minutes :D
( baw__bag contains traces of nuts on, Tue 16 Mar 2010, 17:22, Reply)