Well I had to give up trying to get blood tests at the hospital, after spending a whole day phoning an engaged/off the hook phone eventually I gave the doctors a call and they said they could do my blood tests the next day, result. Monday was in fact results day and they even phoned me, how's that for good service? The good news is that I will live at least another couple of months, the bad news is that there is something wrong and I have to go for more tests in a couple of months to confirm that was is wrong is really wrong and then if it is...well I don't know what happens from there, probably lots of painkillers for ever. Frankly after having to spend another night trying to sleep on the floor because of the pain I couldn't give a toss what it is as long as there's an answer to it. It also means that I may get to have an x-ray done without having to wait 6 months+ for a consultant but I'll not hold my breath on that one.
Other than being in pain I've been playing a lot of Borderlands 2. It's very similar to the first one but with some minor tweaks and quite a few more bugs (not the type that you shoot). I've got loads of work to do at the moment and I knew I shouldn't have bought it, I forgot that I'd pre-ordered, it's just one of those games that steals days from you. Before you know it half an hour turns into 5 hours and you're still chasing those few extra experience points to level-up. I just keep on telling myself that the sooner I complete it the better because I can get back to work without any distractions. I was the same with the first game so there's nothing new in any of this, I'm just getting older and easily distracted by anything that's not work, I think my productive years are behind me! Anyhoo, it is very good and if there's anybody looking for a game to eat up the hours and enjoys FPS/RPG type stuff then give it a go.
Finally, I just checked on my fishing diary and it looks like we've had a total of 3 weeks summer this year. A week the end of March, a fairly nice week the end of May and that good week in August, that's yer lot. The rest of it was a pile of wank. What a happy thought that is with Christmas rapidly approaching and only 6 months to go till the next chance of a nice week.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Doctors
Finally took the time to go back to the doctors yesterday to try and get my back sorted once and for all (it's only been a year). New Doctor is ace, hardly any wait, very friendly, wanting to look into things straight away...not a pain killer prescription in sight.
Then today I tried to get the ball rolling, a trip to the hospital first to schedule the x-ray. Denied. I am not over 55 so they will not x-ray my spine (no matter what the doctor who has just examined me says). I'm 100% fucking sure that whatever dose of radiation they need is going to be of fook all consequence compared to the pain I've got to live in, but heh ho, it's the Isle of Man, "Where You Can!" So I decided to go and book my blood tests instead, denied. Having wasted an hour up at the hospital enough was enough so I came home to try and book the blood clinic appointment over the phone. Denied. 25 minutes of trying with no joy, I'll try again later but the phone appears to be off the hook.
Finally, fucked off with having wasted yet another large chunk of my day trying to get this shit sorted I headed off to the chemist to pick up the prescription, this can't go wrong? Denied. The medication in question is in long term short supply on the island so I can either drive around the island hoping somebody has some old stock or go back to the doctor for a different prescription.
The Isle of Man....full off useless cunts. Here's an idea, sack a few scrounging wastrels who do fuck all but push paper around and buy some fucking medicine so that I can then pay you for it. Twats.
Update---- The phone is now back on the hook, but permanently engaged, at least it's progress!
Then today I tried to get the ball rolling, a trip to the hospital first to schedule the x-ray. Denied. I am not over 55 so they will not x-ray my spine (no matter what the doctor who has just examined me says). I'm 100% fucking sure that whatever dose of radiation they need is going to be of fook all consequence compared to the pain I've got to live in, but heh ho, it's the Isle of Man, "Where You Can!" So I decided to go and book my blood tests instead, denied. Having wasted an hour up at the hospital enough was enough so I came home to try and book the blood clinic appointment over the phone. Denied. 25 minutes of trying with no joy, I'll try again later but the phone appears to be off the hook.
Finally, fucked off with having wasted yet another large chunk of my day trying to get this shit sorted I headed off to the chemist to pick up the prescription, this can't go wrong? Denied. The medication in question is in long term short supply on the island so I can either drive around the island hoping somebody has some old stock or go back to the doctor for a different prescription.
The Isle of Man....full off useless cunts. Here's an idea, sack a few scrounging wastrels who do fuck all but push paper around and buy some fucking medicine so that I can then pay you for it. Twats.
Update---- The phone is now back on the hook, but permanently engaged, at least it's progress!
Monday, September 17, 2012
Gym Toilets
Frankly Egypt smells better. I don't know what they put in those protein shake things but if that's what falls out the other end then it can't be good for you.
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