Me > My Doc

I've been tested for bloody everything. I've been punched by a doctor (all in the name of science, like, but the bastard didn't have to smile so...). I've taken all sorts of tablets (I DESPISE taking medication), and now I have an appointment to go see a respiratory specialist.
I'm betting it's just a muscular issue of some form. Anyhow, it's not pleurisy any more. Which is good.

Time to quit smoking again, because I know damn well I'll get endless shit for that from some git in a white coat. Dont get me wrong, I want to quit, but I dont need some smug sod telling me about it. I know. Thankyouverymuch.

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