Dear friends, I have to relate some tragic news, Springerpete is at deaths door, the grim reaper is hastening up the path as I type,. which is in itself proving a task almost beyond me. I have a temperature, probably of about 110 degrees, parts of my body have already ceased to function and my hair hurts. I've obviously contracted some hideous disease previously unknown to medical science, a form of plague would be my best guess but I can't be sure.
I did manage to drag myself out to take the lads for a walk where God in his infinite mercy decided to send down a deluge of biblical proportions just to cool my fevered brow, it was, I have to say, to no avail, my fever is such that I simply started to steam.
The Lady Rose is, as expected, of no use whatsoever, even with the wealth of medical knowhow she has at her fingertips, her only diagnoses amounts to. '
'' You've got a cold, stop whining and take a beechams powder.''
She'll live to regret this attitude should she wake up in the morning to find that my rocketing temp' has caused me to melt during the night. Cold?? I ask you, what sort of caring nurse dismisses someones' suffering in such an offhand manner, I might instigate moves to have her struck off the nursing register...
I did manage to drag myself out to take the lads for a walk where God in his infinite mercy decided to send down a deluge of biblical proportions just to cool my fevered brow, it was, I have to say, to no avail, my fever is such that I simply started to steam.
The Lady Rose is, as expected, of no use whatsoever, even with the wealth of medical knowhow she has at her fingertips, her only diagnoses amounts to. '
'' You've got a cold, stop whining and take a beechams powder.''
She'll live to regret this attitude should she wake up in the morning to find that my rocketing temp' has caused me to melt during the night. Cold?? I ask you, what sort of caring nurse dismisses someones' suffering in such an offhand manner, I might instigate moves to have her struck off the nursing register...