Thursday 27 October 2016

Lucas goes to the Doctor's


White coat syndrome.

Have you ever heard the above term? Well let me explain, it refers to the fact that some of us mere mortals are not quite made of hardened steel. There are some people out there who can chat happily to their doctor whilst having a small javelin skewered into their giblets and not skip a syllable during the process. They emerge from the experience uttering fond cheerios and come out with a smile on their face sucking a lollipop.

Not old Lucas I’m afraid, I am a gibbering wreck even making the appointment, and it isn’t made any easier by the interaction on the telephone with that rare breed of person known to us all as the doctor’s receptionist, or as I call them, the doctor’s preventionist . . .