So today was weird. I spent a portion of it in a doctor's waiting room - just over an hour actually - which was good because I got to read practically all of Pieces which was very good. The down side of course was the amount of pain I was in - and still am for that matter. Yesterday I had this small ache - today i had a larger ache, as the day wore on it got worse. Over lunch with Chris at this odd little Vietnamese place (called 'Good Morning Vietnam' - natch) I finally remembered where and when I had felt a similar ache -Cyprus, where I spent the Millennium. I ignored a similar small ache for the best part of a week and ended up in the hands of a surgeon (who confiscated my passport because I threatened to discharge myself early) who gleefully cut me open and marooned me there for an extra seven days. Not wanting to go through a similar experience I hightailed it back to work grabbed my coat and left with the mimimum of excuses. Afer an hour in the waiting room reading many short stories (the one about a guy getting his dick sucked by a doctor stuck out for all the wrong reasons) the doctor gave me a quick run down and gleefully (what makes doctors so gleeful? fucking sadists) he informed me that I'd come in too early and the pain could be for any number of reasons - he sent me away explaining that he didn't want to prescribe painkillers or antibiotics just yet as he was hoping tomorrow I'd feel worse which would help him pin down the cause. Fucker! Then I get back and get an earfull from the boss for not letting him know I was leaving! The fact that I was more concerned in avoiding a scalpel than his wrath seemed to fall on deaf ears. So now I have a doctors apointment at 4.30pm tomorrow by which time I should feel like total shit - we hope... I'm going private after this - fuck the NHS. Mike is feeling too sorry for himself to listen to anything