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Drago

Legendary Member
Well, it's not got off to a good start.

Doc has referred me as promised, and I received an email with a link to follow in order to book for a scan.

Followed the link, only one choice of venue...and they've got no appointments.

Been back on the blower to the surgery, explained to the receptionist that this might be urgent and Id rather not drop off my perch while waiting for the bureaucracy to sort itself. She's going to get the lady that deals with referrals to call me, which'll probably be tomorrow and another day gone.

Edit - if I've not heard by this time tomorrow I'll go private.
 
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roubaixtuesday

self serving virtue signaller
I wasn't going to say anything for now but I'm currently in that uncomfortable netherworld between finding a lump on my plums and the GP putting me on the two week referral track, and getting an actual scan date.

I'm trying to remain positive until I actually know something, and having a sheety cold is keeping my mind off it.

Best wishes Drago.

After similar a few years ago, I spent a few days catastrophising, mentally composing last words to kids etc, but it was something relatively minor in the end.

Scared me witless though.
 
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