.....and what's new this tuesday afternoon, dazzlenation?...well, i've just received a text from ranworth surgery telling me that i have a new appointment at 'green elms' with MSK Physio on the 9th of October at 13.50....and yes, this is all now beginning to look rather sinister....as far as i can glean - somebody in admin has cancelled the request from the urgent treatment centre, without a doctor necessarily having been consulted at all...anyway, at least i've got a name, now..."passed it down the chain" replies BI online...you mean 'bulldog-features' decided to finger somebody else?...anyway, i've just logged onto the NHS site to send a message - which can be read by all and will be up upon my account for prosperity....lol...stating that i had not requested a physio appointment - the urgent treatment centre had requested a USS and until I have a diagnosis i.e. the first step, then it is pointless to jump to the last step i.e. physio....something along those lines...short and succinct....anyway, the letter from the urgent treatment centre is also upon my NHS account site and it states quite clearly the USS request....go figure:

oh look...the word count cut me off upon the last word....which should have been 'physio'...."malpractice" replies BI online....really, you think that's what is going on here?....and well, letting that admin/clinical support assistant run the show - decide who gets to see a doctor and who doesn't....well, you know what i'm saying:

....anyway, that's enough of all of that - then....unless of course my shoulder gets worse than it is now...whereupon, i'll go back to the urgent treatment centre - where one can actually get to see a doctor....and perhaps they'll put a bit more pressure upon ranworth, the next time...because i don't see it getting any better - exercise or no...as the senior nurse had said...what is causing the inflammation (and quite severe pain when touched) appears to be embedded in the muscle....it had slightly showed up on the x-ray but not enough to be clear...hence the need for a USS.....as it goes, eh?

...even stranger....having just finished typing up the above....my mobile rang...it was dad's mobile number...the last time, i had a chat with him - he was to tell me that he now used it like a watch - whilst walking towards blackheath village....and that he had difficulty in hearing what was being said....on his wrist?....lol...sounds a bit 'james bond'....anyway, dad kept on saying loudly "i can't hear you - i'll adjust the sound"....it was all rather perplexing....did he need help?....what was going on.....anyway, i then offered to ring him back upon his landline - hoping that he was indoors....he then told me loudly to ring him back upon his landline and gave me the number....which i already have, of course....i then rang back...he appeared to be amazed to hear from me...."did i call you by mistake - little bohun?"...his nickname for me...."i was on a call to somebody else"....and with that...he hung up....relief...and i had thought something might be terribly wrong...like he was having a stroke or something etc etc...evidently just busy, on another call...if he had time - i might have asked for his opinion upon the whole dodgy biznez going down at ranworth...he had been a doctor himself, after all...excellent at knowing what to do, whatever the situation etc etc....and a very clever one, indeed - i might add - regarding his extensive knowledge of etc etc......go figure.