Deep Throat

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Date: 29 April 2008 15:16:10

Finally made it to the ear, nose and throat hospital today, in spite of walking straight past it when I know perfectly well where it is, having passed it deliberately several times before on my way to the dental hospital which is on the same road (and which I have to go to as well in a couple of months). Had the usual wait with all the other patients (it seems to be one of those places where everyone gets given the same time), had my blood pressure taken by the nurse from hell (never in my life have I had a blood pressure cuff that tight) and finally saw the doctor who, predictably, was not the one my letter said I'd be seeing.

He shoved a horrible metal tongue compressor down my throat, peered up my nostrils and then sprayed anaesthetic into them, and finally shoved a piece of flex with a micro-camera on the end up each of my nostrils in turn, pushing it in till it almost went down my throat. Despite the anaesthetic spray, it hurt like hell. During this procedure he also asked me to snore on demand. The upshot was, he wants to take me into the hospital to observe my sleep, and then have another appointment.

So that's another of the hospitals of London added to my long list. I really can't be far off ticking them all off. Shouldn't I get badges or something? Green Shield stamps, perhaps?