I hate doctor's at the best of times but when you have to hang around in the waiting room for a bit no matter how hard you try not to you can't help but end up reading all the posters all over the walls. They invariably give you a list of symptoms for every illness you can think of (and some that you can't) so by the time you leave you're convinced you're ill with something else.
Well, that's how it works with me anyway.
Friday, 9 January 2009
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