Unless it’s A&E or the Orthopaedics department (For those who watch Love Island – Skeleton, bones and tendons) you can never really tell what people are in hospital for. Little Johnny has his foot in plaster, Bob is on crutches etc. The haematology department (Love Islanders – Blood) is one of those places where you could have fun while you waited. What you have to do is guess the name of the person waiting and their aliment based on their body language. I pulled out my ticket, took my seat and had a look at who was around.Read More »

So, let’s try and make some proper prostate geeks out of you lot. Now this account is not extensive (it might impress in your pub quiz but your doctor may roll his eyes or run you out of his office).  What it will do is give you a good understanding of the terms and events coming up later.Read More »

Like most men I am not a fan of doctors or doctor’s surgeries and even less of a fan of being sick. Only if it was hanging off, hanging out, split open or bent the wrong way was it worthy of a trip to A&E and that badge of honour. Even then the long waiting time to be seen and final treatment would only strengthen my resolve not to return again.

As pops was not in my early life I cannot say that he toughened me up regarding sickness and pain and it wasn’t my sweet dear mum even when she was trying to beat the black off me for one of my many transgressions.Read More »