I’m just back from a visit to Doc.
I didn’t want an appointment but Herself made one anyway behind my back in spite of my expressed ruling.
That woman is getting out of hand again.
Anyhows I went down and duly marched into the surgery. I apologised and said I was there under false pretences and that I knew exactly what was wrong with me. He told me to fire ahead and as he was interested in my diagnosis. Symptoms – headache, sore throat, runny nose, cough and general malaise. Diagnosis – Common or garden Cold [Snotticus Verdentium Vulgaris]. Treatment – Loads of hot tea and liberal applications of whiskey in the evening. Prognosis – It’ll be gone in a week or so.
He was impressed.
He checked me over anyway and said he concurred with my diagnosis. prognosis and treatment 100% [though he emphasised that the whiskey was very important and must not be overlooked or stinted]. It was nice to have a second opinion.
He wrote out a hefty prescription for antibiotics, nose drops and a strong cough bottle but that was just to make Herself jealous, because she doesn’t have any of those. He told me that I had to take things very easy and not to do anything too strenuous for the next week or two. I told him that would be hard but I would try my best.
I’m sitting taking things easy. Herself is hollering for attention. I already told her I have to relax for at least a week.
maybe now she’ll think twice about making appointments behind my back.