SO I went to the doctor today to get the prescription updated for the next three months, and asked whether she could write me out a whatsit for the flu jab.
Then down to room 13 where I ask the nursy on duty to hit me with her funky flu-jab. She gives me this look, like "aren't you a bit young for a funky flu-jab?", so I tell her that I'm really a high risk sort of guy and show her the paperwork to prove it as she starts all this "you look so young" bullshit.
And then she hit me with the flu jab and I swear I'm not going back the the national health people next year because they are really rather heavy handed when doing the needlework. Back to Sofronis the chemist next year, oh yes.
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