This photo has nothing to do with anything apart from the fact that this door makes me want to giggle every time I sit in the waiting room.
Anyway.... I went to see my Respiratory Specialist today. We lamented the fact that I still haven't had a phonecall, and pondered the reasons why, and had a chat about the olden days.
In the olden days, he hand wrote all of my notes on foolscap paper, and the receptionist would file them inside a manila folder. These days, everything is on the laptop.
I asked him if he could find the oldest pulmonary function test results that he had on the laptop. I started seeing him in 1990, but the oldest he could find in a hurry were from 1993.
In 1993, I was 18 years old, 169cm tall, and weighed 59 kgs.
In 1993, Melbourne phone numbers were still only 7 digits.
In 1993, I played Basketball and Netball and was in my first year at Uni.
In 1993, I could run up and down flights of stairs at work with no problems.
And this is today.
