My doctor is very young and very nice. She has been being nice to other people all morning that's why she is running three quarters of an hour late.
She hands me a sheaf of leaflets to read I hand her a copy of Pain Matters. With a piece highlighted within an article about the pain experience not being believed. (Very depressing that don't you think?). To be fair to her I haven't taken my pain out for her to dismiss lightly. She is new and I have been doing as the pain clinic recommended. Which basically involves pacing and gritting - teeth. Doubtless there will come a time.
I don't believe she will read it but you have got to try.
I have trouble believing when man in the Cafe at Buckingham garden centre points to a one legged Robin sat on the back of a chair waiting for cake crumbs.
He can't believe how much I have spent, I have always wanted a Witch Hazel and given my life seems to have shrunk of late and I apparently have to give up chocolate now along with other goodies I treat myself. I get so much pleasure from our small patch I figure its good value. I don't believe it will give the same hit as chocolate though.
Half way home I cannot believe that I forgot to mention to the GP my very real concerns over memory loss and confusion.
Perhaps I will forget I have to give up comfort food. Then I won't feel guilty will I?