Went to Doc's today with some symptoms that have been building up and escalating. Sat down and told him my woes.
Doc: So, Moth. What's the problem?
Moth: Not feeling so great lately Doc....
2 minutes later, post list of symptoms.
Doc: So, any discomfort down below? Any problems weeing?
Moth: Nope, Hmm.... No problems there either.
Doc: Any smelly discharge? Anything abnormal?
Moth: No. Nothing like that.
Door opens, Practice Nurse pops head in. Doc, irritated, says firmly, "I have a patient"
Nurse: Um, Doc, you've left you're phone off it's cradle and the intercom....on.
Nurse legs it.
I look at the Doctor, he looks at me, coughed, cleared his throat and bleats "Oh, sorry about that". I stare a bit and he claps his hands and says "Okaaaaay - blood test. Tomorrow. Phone us in a week."
I scurry out, crab-like and furtive.
Nosy twonks at Reception were starting at me. I'm sure I heard someone snigger.