Crazycrone (crazycrone) wrote,
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Visited the allergy clinic at Guy's ,this morning. It was early and I hadn't had anything to eat, so nearly passed out when this new nurse who didn't know how to use the in-house tourniquet sloooowly relieved me of about 6 phials of claret for various tests. I had the whole armful of spot tests, too. Everything came up itchy, but not strongly enough to account for all the extra symptoms I've been getting...I've been prescribed a change of nasal spray, and no doubt had 'time-waster' written in my notes. Yeah, sensitive, imaginative and artistic too, you bastards. Don't forget menopausal and depressive...
Still, you can't help but feel sorry for the NHS bods, too. That clinic was bursting with itching, sneezing, wheezing, erupting sufferers. They must be working non-stop just getting everyone seen every day, in far from salubrious, poorly-equipped surroundings. We're all doomed...I'm knackered and the place is a tip...Wotan seems to be taking the tablets, at least I'm not finding them spat out, anywhere. Fingers crossed. Just watching EASTENDERS...Odd, somehow, to see a reproduction of the Delphic Sybil from the Sistine Chapel hanging in Phil Mitchell's gaff.
Spent Saturday at the City Lit; one of those all-day lecture/presentations about the dieties of the Celts. The instructor was Geoff Doel, who with his wife, has written several books on the Green Man, and related topics. He really seems to know his stuff. Fascinatin'. Needless to say, I didn't socialise with any of the other dozen or so seekers in attendance, mostly old ladies of both sexes (-like me!)
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