Oh, I have a surgeon. He is a Mister no less, not a Doctor. This is exciting. He wants to slice me open and operate. Well, that is what surgeons do hey. So I am mortal after all. I debated in my mind whether to drive to his surgery or catch the tram. I caught the tram and that was not stressful. Driving and parking might have been. I did not even think of the bus, but then I saw it and caught it home.
This is just so ain't gonna to be pretty but a few weeks off work will be.
That was a couple of weeks ago. Today is D day. See ya whenever. Comments now need approval but only temporarily....... I hope.