Bl**dy h*ll! My own fault I know, but with trailing up and down to London every day except Friday last week, oh and yesterday for his "gastroscopy and colonoscopy", plus A&E on Friday evening, I forgot to check the time of my physio appointment today. I had 2pm n the back of my mind but was too tired to check texts from the Health Centre last night, and yes, it was 9 this morning
I rang, grovelled, apologised etc etc but they have a DNA(does not attend) policy so I don't get offered an alternative, but am discharged and will have to go back via the doctor. I do know missed appointments cost the NHS billions so please nobody preach but the last 10 days the very last thing on my mind was anything to do with myself. So I will order repeat prescriptions of Naproxen, try to get an appointment this millennium and write it it letters 6 feet high all round the house. Just hope DH isn't in the middle of one of his crises when it eventually comes round. 
Disappearing contributors - part 2
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