Well, today I am 17. If I was human I would be verging on 90. Even though I am deaf and slightly daft, I am still one up on Granny who, at nearly 87, is condemned to a life of staying in watching Bargain Hunt and repeats of Columbo.
Although today Granny has had a little outing. Following complaints of chest pain, she spent an hour in A & E only to be diagnosed with oesophageal reflux disease. Or GORD as he’s known to his mates.
Mother would like to know why some doctors have no sense of humour. Granny was asked if she had a high cholesterol. Mother replied that she did, but the GP had decided not to medicate. Mother said that he announced that Granny should ‘go and eat cream cake’. And the very junior doctor assumed that this was true.
There is no hope for modern medicine if doctors think that the cure for elevated cholesterol is half a tub of Elmlea and a Victoria sponge……