Doctor’s Orders
Harry is now registered with my doctor. It’s the same doctor, who featured in the old version of this blog. (Sometimes I think about restoring it, as I do have it stored on my archive. But I don’t think I will!)
Whilst I was at the surgery taking Harry’s forms back, I bumped into the doctor, who despite being over retirement age can’t be kept away from the place. As he’s very good, loves it, why shouldn’t he fill in?
He asked about Harry, who he knows from before he left home, and me. He was just the person I needed to see.
But I also asked him about Harry, his smoking and his pot. He said not to bother, as if Harry only had a few weeks, what the heck and if he lasted longer, then we could sort it out later.
But as to the pot, if it helps his pain, why not?
Sounds like just the Doctor you need. A wealth of experience, lots of contacts, prepared to make a call on any bullshit and able to see patients as people.
It’s a real shame when these old timers retire at 80 like ours did but I guess they are entitled to a little fun and a few hobbies.
doll
Saturday, October 31, 2009 at 7:41 am