Once again I have the healthy. This is good. Being unwell was a real nuisance. The constant muscular ow was really driving me barmy.
I had a blood test the other week to try and figure out what was wrong with me. This was a minor personal milestone – the last time I had blood extracted was a very long time ago, fifteen years or more, and it was horrible. They couldn’t get blood out, jabbed me multiple times, veins collapsing left right and centre, all very frustrating and mildly traumatic. It didn’t give me a phobia or anything, but it certainly dampened any enthusiasm for donating blood… but the blood extraction this time out was quick and simple and painless, so that was cool.
Anyway, better now. The downside is I am now entirely well enough to work, so any slackness in the personal discipline goes straight and undiluted to the guilt centres. Curses.
I also learned something about masculine health etiquette, viz: How many days must one cough up blood Like A Man in order that going to the doctor becomes Acceptable Down The Pub? (Answer: Only two days.)
In other doctor-related news, I watched episode three of the new Doctor Who series last night, and it was bloody good. K9!
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“How many days must one cough up blood Like A Man in order that going to the doctor becomes Acceptable Down The Pub? (Answer: Only two days.)”
You’re so much more staunch than I am. For me, it’s how much time coughing up green phlegm before seeing a doctor, and that’s about 1 hour.
I’m glad you’re feeling better.
Thank you, mysterious commenter. I am, indeed, the epitome of ‘staunch’.
*ahem*
Sorry, that was me. Steph
yay for having the healthy. it is basically my core business to help optimise your chances for having the healthy. i feel that i have come through for you.