Medical mash up

I thought it would be a quick visit to the GP before heading in for a meeting but I was ordered up to the Western General.

Some time later, after a scalpel and much swearing, I was sent on my way with a packet of antibiotics and a collection of sticking plasters on my finger.

I haven’t been eating much the past few days and needed a coffee and sugar session so I sat in a cafe on Broughton Street and tried to reschedule the rest of the day. The worst part obviously being having to rearrange a date with some very old and rare whisky.

Anyhow, hopefully all sorted now. Here’s a mash up of the hospital waiting room and the recuperative coffee & pastry.