Top of the hill

Last night, I returned from my first foray into Primark & H&M after the last few seven weeks of cough/bronchitis/cold.

GP no appointments for 3 weeks. The nurse I finally saw prescribed lozenges which made no difference.

So paid for 2 visits to the private GP who prescribed antibiotics, and on the second visit she referred me to a ‘leading’ specialist who advised additional medications, CT scan, and blood tests, which I have now had.

So this will be an expensive Xmas. I will exceed my insurance benefits’ limit. The blood test alone cost close to £1k.

Well I had to get that off my CHEST as I’m pretty annoyed. What is happening to the NHS! This (and crime) just mustn’t be allowed to disintegrate.

I’m still not OK, sporadic coughing, nose and now blocked ears, but since taking the antibiotics I can sleep. I actually feel better out in the fresh air and the specialist said it’s fine to go out. He hopes that I am just suffering from post-bronchial infection, and the other tests will exclude other maladies.

So back to blip: As I got off the bus, I saw this stunning sun set.