Chortle. Giggle. Snort

Categories: ramblings

Date: 20 December 2007 12:31:22

So off I rocked to what I thought was my last physio appointment: "here's the correct size wrist splint, here's your squeezy thing*, go away and don't come back unless your arm drops off."

What actually happened was "ah, Rosamundi, I don't have your wrist splint, because the woman who orders them refused to believe your wrist size. Here's the ordering lady avec tape measure, she wants to see for herself."

Ordering lady says "someone has made a mistake, because adult women do not have wrists that small."

Ordering lady brandishes tape measure.

Ordering lady says "ah."

Ordering lady has now ordered my Childs' Size Large wrist splint to replace the Adult Size Small I am currently wearing.

The physio snickered. Audibly.

*who says the NHS never gives you anything?