I had to go in to the Alfred for my normal 6 weekly check up today, and it turns out that it's been nearly a year since I had all of the original inpatient testing.
So, as the surgeons need to have up to date results on file, I have to go and repeat the yucky glucose/insulin blood test locally, and have another Chest CT when I go back in 6 weeks (unless they call me sooner). It's funny, at the end of every conversation where something is being organised, they always throw that last line into the conversation. It's every so slightly unnerving!
Thursday, June 7, 2012
I have the lurgy. I'm tired and I'm cranky and this letter came in the mail today.
So I guess I'm supposed to just confine myself to my house, and not participate in society, or I could take the other option and pay for extra cylinders.
But, ignoring everything else, can you imagine having to pay for the air that you breathe?