Day in the life

Whatever next?  Always more news.  It's like trying to stem a river with a hankie.

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At the GP's yesterday, waiting for the nurse to dress my nastiness, the GP tapped me on the shoulder and invited me in "for a chat".  Now that is thoroughly unusual.  So I gave her an update, "You're very.. well-versed", yes, well, I have to be these days.

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It was the way she gave me a script for another 100 codeine, saying "Do they work?" that made me realise we're in for the long haul here.  I read the small print later - unwanted effects: addiction - my only current addiction is writing.

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Re-read a medical tome on mastectomy options yesterday, complete with photos.  First time round, I'd winced rather.  Second time around, I was rather blase.  Amazingly adaptable, the human mind.

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This Yardley's Lavender lady used to sit on the counter at one of my dad's earliest pharmacies (Leicester Square?  Hotel Russell?  Barkers of Kensington?).

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And as I gathered back in the silicone fairy cake cups from yesterday's lovely ladies, I thought, and soon my right breast will be made of this stuff.