getting over it

Another almost cancer scare. My doctor tells me i'm okay, but we're going to have to do more check ups than what's usual, because I consistently have "curious results". I'm getting used to doctors and "almost, but not yet" replies. "Almost, but not yet" replies seem to be coming at me from other directions too, but that's another story that I don't feel like talking about. I suppose the good thing about all these doctor and hospital visits is that i've found doctors of all kinds, and now, as a result, I have a doctor that i'm happy to call "my doctor", because he has good bedside manners, has a sense of humour, is professional without being rigid, etc.

On a brighter note, it's the 11th of December. Only 2 weeks until Christmas. I've done almost all of my shopping. Lights are being strung along the eaves of houses, carols are being played in all the shops boasting sales (but secretly containing mark-ups), and people seem to be happier at the moment. I don't know what I believe in as far as Christ i concerned, but if he has this effect on peoples lives, then i'm glad the idea of him is around, at least.

My computer is very slow. I think it's in retirement mode. If my computer were anthropomorphosised, it would be an old woman feeding duck's in the park. Well, they're probably really pigeons, but she prefers to think of them as duck's, because people call pigeons "flying rats" in England.