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We have a government who likes to remind us to get the occasional medical checkup through the local doctor. The doctor is free but not so the specialists one gets referred to. Of course, if one considers that almost all our body parts are the domain of specialists one has to be careful not to get sucked into spending a sickening amount of money. However, scans, ultrasounds and MRIs are usually bulk-billed or free. I forgot why but decided to get the three main parts of my body looked at: kidney, bladder and lungs.
It was almost a day of dressing, undressing and fronting up to a (fully dressed) scanner, ultrasound, or MMRI expert. They were young people and very good at making one feel at peace. The venue was alright but somewhat ramshackle and in need of more money. While nervously taking pants off for Kidney, and bladder scans I was told to lie down, breath in and out etc., which was managed reasonably well. When going next for the chest Xray I foolishly asked if I had to take pant off as well. She thought I was being funny while in fact I was just serious but nervous and unused to showing my 83-year-old body. I usually avoid my bathroom mirror. Anyway, I received a text message from my doctor to say they received the outcome of the tests and as a non-urgent matter could make an appointment to see him. It was an automated generated message, so I suppose all is well at the moment.
That is so reassuring, Isn’t it?