Nothing like as serious
But I saw 'my' GP a while back, after the A&E Scablifter phoned me at home on a Sunday to say 'we think you've got X, go and see your GP IMMEDIATELY'.

Off I bimble to my local practice, to be told that the tests 'hadn't come through' (6 months later, they still 'haven't come through').

Now I could see my notes on screen behind him (and could see that they wrongly described one of my past misadventures), and he didn't even look at the fucking PC.

Or examine the faulty appendage in question.

Or do shag all except tell me to take shedloads of Ibuprofen. For ever.

Hope it's not leprosy, then.
(osok Rebel without a clue, Tue 6 May 2008, 11:12, Reply)