If I can't have a puppy, can I have a minor demon

... From the 7th circle of Hell?


After a long wait for a scan to confirm my suspected meniscus tear (bad knee), I had it today. And, yes, it is confirmed that I have a suspected meniscus tear. The ultrasound scan wasn't up to giving a clear diagnosis. So, in two weeks, my doctor will get a letter recommending that he refers me for an MRI scan. So I am pretty well in the position I was in 7 weeks ago.

I have now sold out all of my principles and made an appointment with a private clinic. At least we now know how deep my socialist ideals lie.

On a more positive note, the scan took place in the Breast Care Unit. And there was a sign warning that, behind the door was a clinical area and that hygiene standards needed to be observed. No clothing below the elbow, no watches or bangles. And tits to be tucked away. On a second reading, it was ties that had to be tucked away.