Subtle hints... or, er, not...
I think, according to one of the GPs at Newnham Walk, I am a NORTY girl...
I went in to pick up my repeat prescription this afternoon, and it was stapled, highlighted & abounding in red ink, because apparently I need an asthma review. And said review was in fact due on the 29th September. Or something. And the message in red ink "please make an appointment" appears twice. And one of them is underlined.
But I don't WANT to make an appointment. I mean, what a complete waste of time & NHS resources it would represent. And of course there is the bit where I hate going to the doctor. Lots. But the receptionist told me I'll have to make an appt before they'll do the next prescription. Which seems a bit daft to me. My asthma is FINE. It is great. Yes, yes it is. So there is nothing to be said. At all. And so it would be daft for me to go. I mean... *sulks*
Also, on the weird side, which I noted when I had to go to physio last week, but I forgot to LJ, for some reason Newnham Walk have taken to playing classical music at the patients in the waiting room. And it just makes me want to giggle. Quite a bit. Which is never good. Alas...
Maybe I could just send the Giraffe instead?
I went in to pick up my repeat prescription this afternoon, and it was stapled, highlighted & abounding in red ink, because apparently I need an asthma review. And said review was in fact due on the 29th September. Or something. And the message in red ink "please make an appointment" appears twice. And one of them is underlined.
But I don't WANT to make an appointment. I mean, what a complete waste of time & NHS resources it would represent. And of course there is the bit where I hate going to the doctor. Lots. But the receptionist told me I'll have to make an appt before they'll do the next prescription. Which seems a bit daft to me. My asthma is FINE. It is great. Yes, yes it is. So there is nothing to be said. At all. And so it would be daft for me to go. I mean... *sulks*
Also, on the weird side, which I noted when I had to go to physio last week, but I forgot to LJ, for some reason Newnham Walk have taken to playing classical music at the patients in the waiting room. And it just makes me want to giggle. Quite a bit. Which is never good. Alas...
Maybe I could just send the Giraffe instead?