27th July, 2020.
Right …
It’s now Monday, 27th July: which means …
Well, a couple of things.
It means I can now, officially, phone the dentist!
This tooth’s irritating.
The sooner it’s out, the better …
~≈¥≈~
It also means something else.
I don’t know if I mentioned it, but I had one, at about this time, last year: to check on my lungs.
I had a couple of nodules on my right lung, that my doctors wanted to monitor.
At last year’s scan?
I was — thankfully — clear: the nodules hadn’t grown.
I’ve a second, confirmatory scan, today: again, at Basildon Hospital.
I’m hoping, again, that the things haven’t grown.
I’ll only find that out, once the scan’s done.
~≈¥≈~
As a final thought … ?
Yes: O2’s website says everything’s lovely, fine and super, and that there’s a signal in the area.
Once again?
My mobile disagrees.
Once again, O2 is lying to me.
~≈¥≈~
