This morning was another appointment, with the Hematologist. But firstly I had to take all those walking aids, they insisted I have if I wouldn't stay in the hospital when my back went doo lally. So the taxi was booked nice and early, walking aids returned and sitting in the waiting room. Waiting doesn't bother me, The Scot says I tire him if I talk too much. But I had my Ipod and my knitting, it was rather a long wait and I stretched my legs out, only to reveal
yes different colour and two right ones, This ones this will take some living down.