the long version is: we arrived @ the hospital bang on 4 (my appt time) cos the traffic was terrible, the whole city snarled up due to an M6 crash, apparently
and we can tell Dr A isnt there cos we know his car ...
so we sit and wait
and B says "it's a good job we're not on pins, isn't it?"
and he turns up at 4.45 cos he's been stuck in the nightmare traffic too ... and we're just saying hello in the foyer when this other guy (the 4.30 appt fellow) grabs his hand and scoots into the room with Dr A ..
queue jumped at the oncologist, whatever next!
So B says "let it go it's ok......it's not like we are on pins!"
then we're wondering should we phone/text ppl who know we're seeing the doc @ 4 -- cos clearly it's going to be a bit more of a wait ..
but we didn't ..
I carried on doing the suduko puzzle and meanwhile saying to B I think my doctor is very handsome -- he looks gorgeous in his pink shirt and tie ensemble -- and she says she'll throw a brick through his lovely sporty two door 90 grands worth of mercedes if I carry on .... (it seems that she can remember the dream I had about him ...
she is only joking though, she loves him too ...
then we go in eventually and then we realise he hasn't looked at the xrays ...
and he is making small talk about me going back to work and how've I been ?... and general chat about my health and my stoma and surgery and I am thinking
ARGH -- look at the x-rays will you ?????
B says he's being very holistic in his approach, when he finally goes to get this thick pile of images .. and we sit there patiently while he gazes at each one in turn, ocasionally throwing out remarks like "so far so good"
and he is SOOOOOOOOOOOO casual -- and I want to offer him a magnifying glass and say are you sure you've really looked at that!?!?!?!??!
but he says it is fine --- and that's that
and now we are breathing again