A Lump In The Throat....

Afternoon,

I was going to write about this earlier in the week, but thought I should give myself a few days to reflect upon it.

A few weeks ago, my mother noticed some form of growth on the left-hand side of my neck.  A lot of people would see that as a major issue of critical concern.  Not me!  I have had a cyst removed from my right arm earlier this yearn after much curious thought from myself into what on earth it was.  Though it was not without its painful moments.  Like having to have the local anaesthetic put into me not once or twice, and then having to have it redressed again a week later as the bandage was getting slightly loose!

Anyway back to the present, I thought it would be best to get to the doctors sharpish and indeed I was able to get an appointment with the quacks whilst I was off, which was rather good, as I had not had a day sick this annual year and wanted to continue this record!

Mother being the caring one, wanted to come up to the surgery and hold my hand, but I would not have any of that!  So off I went up to the doctors, extremely early Wednesday morning for a 8.50am appointment with one of the surgery's regulars.

I am not bothered whether or not I see my regular GP, purely because I rarely go there to really be concerned who I see.  I am one of the NHS' big supporters.  I find it amazing that in this 21st Century of private medical insurance or medicare as our cousins from across the ocean calls it, that the general population do not need to pay an extra penny for this level of healthcare.  There are people in this country of ours who try to drive the Health service down, but it has not done me or my family any harm at all - and is in my opinion, Britain's greatest achievement in the post-war era.

Prior to my appointment I was asked to fill in some form of questionnaire about the standard of service within the surgery, all in all, outstanding, but they do not have a box for that, so I have to just say excellent! 

I went upstairs, went into the Doctor's room, and explain what was the situation, joking beforehand, that I was not here about the tickly cough which had been in my system for the previous fortnight. 

He seemed immediately concerned with what I had said.  A lot more concerned than I thought would be the case.  Better be over-alarmist than not though.  In short he has referred me to an neck and head specialist, which is the norm in these sort of situations.

Oh well, seems like I am going to have another bloody operation!