Did you know that if a medical lab gets a poo specimen and it’s not runny enough, they’ll just toss it in the bin?
Having been warned by my GP yesterday I’m now nervous about whether my offering this morning is of an acceptable consistency. Imagine the embarrassment of being found wanting in this regard when you’ve given all you’ve got to give?
I’m in two minds now about the possibility of my illness being an infection. On the one hand, much better than The Big C in one of its many forms. On the other, if it’s a legacy of my ill fated Egyptian trip, I’m going to be even more pissed off about that “holiday” than I already am.