Three times this year at three different hospitals. My body hates me. Or perhaps it was just an excuse to see my specialist one last time. For the past 15 years I've been under the care of a quite delightful gastroenterologist. He knows me too well. Today was his last day before retirement. I knew the end was near but just how near I wasn't aware of until I rang yesterday seeking help. Sorry, they said. Just one day to go and he's fully booked. But like he's done so many times before the good doctor was not about to let me down in my hour of need. Come fasted to North West Private Hospital and we'll fit you in. I did and he did. From next week I'll have a new specialist. He comes highly recommended. I'd rather like not to have to see him at all but chronic diseases such as ulcerative colitis tend not to disappear. I live in hope.
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