Oh the joy of A&E? Wonderful nursing team but so many nasty and ungrateful patience (sic) π‘. At one point I was in a pod sandwiched between anolder woman who had obviously been separated at birth from an older who was obviously the person Catherine Tate had based her foul mouthed gran character on! On the other side was a gentlemen who was keen to share with the world that heβd been operated ion and the nurses had stolen his baby, poor chap? So, after the nurses telling them what additional bloods needed taking, a urine sample, X-ray, hourly observations I was deemed fit to go home? I asked what they thought the pains might be? I was told it was most likely a βphantomβ pain as the Dr metaphorically patted me on the head and told me βa good nights sleep and regular paracetamol should do the trick? Suddenly I began to become possessed by the spirit of my Bethnal Green upbringing. My mouth was fillin with of foul nouns which were about to fall like tiny atom bombs! However I swallowed those atom bombs and fled into the early darkness. A lucky escape for all concerned! So, all in all Iβm fine, allegedly but if the pain persists to Kings I will go! Thank you all for you posts.