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Yeah first time around I jumped the kerb on the first corner outside the police station, then did the rest of the fucking test perfectly, but got failed on that first 30 odd metres. So easy to make one crucial fuck up, so don't get him too set on passing first time, then he knows if he sits it again he just has to do the same thing but lose the mistakes, pressure off.
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@Bones they dont seem to do it like that anymore...Miss 17, shortly after doing 60 in a 50, they went down a side road, turned around and done, didnt even carry on to do the whole test for feedback, failure up front, thats it, over.
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@taniwharugby said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones they dont seem to do it like that anymore...Miss 17, shortly after doing 60 in a 50, they went down a side road, turned around and done, didnt even carry on to do the whole test for feedback, failure up front, thats it, over.
Fuck that then, tell him if he makes even the smallest mistake, he will be an outcast forever unless he speeds into a tree and undoes the instructors seatbelt before impact, then claims the instructor went berserk and tried to kill him.
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@Bones said in Happiness Scale:
@taniwharugby said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones they dont seem to do it like that anymore...Miss 17, shortly after doing 60 in a 50, they went down a side road, turned around and done, didnt even carry on to do the whole test for feedback, failure up front, thats it, over.
Fuck that then, tell him if he makes even the smallest mistake, he will be an outcast forever unless he speeds into a tree and undoes the instructors seatbelt before impact, then claims the instructor went berserk and tried to kill him.
Ferners to go for a roadie with
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@MN5 said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones said in Happiness Scale:
@taniwharugby said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones they dont seem to do it like that anymore...Miss 17, shortly after doing 60 in a 50, they went down a side road, turned around and done, didnt even carry on to do the whole test for feedback, failure up front, thats it, over.
Fuck that then, tell him if he makes even the smallest mistake, he will be an outcast forever unless he speeds into a tree and undoes the instructors seatbelt before impact, then claims the instructor went berserk and tried to kill him.
Ferners to go for a roadie with
BonesBones is a stunt driver for Tarantino films?
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@nostrildamus said in Happiness Scale:
@MN5 said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones said in Happiness Scale:
@taniwharugby said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones they dont seem to do it like that anymore...Miss 17, shortly after doing 60 in a 50, they went down a side road, turned around and done, didnt even carry on to do the whole test for feedback, failure up front, thats it, over.
Fuck that then, tell him if he makes even the smallest mistake, he will be an outcast forever unless he speeds into a tree and undoes the instructors seatbelt before impact, then claims the instructor went berserk and tried to kill him.
Ferners to go for a roadie with
BonesBones is a stunt driver for Tarantino films?
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"It's come back as lymphoma, blood cancer. You're being referred to haematology. Have you got any questions?"
Wrong thread right? Could probably go in the GOM thread, buuuut...hear me out. What a fucking week.
Those were the words I got from the doc at the titty unit upon being called in for a follow up to a biopsy after I found a lump on my moob.
"Ok....so is that really bad?"
"I can't really tell you, I'm a breast cancer specialist. Have you got any other questions?"
Well fuck of course I don't, you can't answer them.
Cue 24 hours of wild panic and alcohol consumption while Dr Google gets cranked up to 11. Hourly checking of the fucking app for my letter and results, which should have been uploaded immediately but for no reason took a whole fucking day.
Finally the letter is uploaded. Mentions it's non Hodgkin's, then the diagnosis:
DIAGNOSIS
Right breast, core biopsies: Features are of low grade follicular lymphoma (grade 1-2). Non Hodgkin's.Guess what? If you're going for a ride on the C train, that is ultra luxury first class with all the perks.
This cunting fluffybunny of a doctor had those very words written in front of her and decided that all she could leave me with was lymphoma, blood cancer.
Annnnyway....long story short, fucking result! Lowest grade of the lowest grade basically.
Likely to either be pretty much live the rest of my life as I would have anyway, just with regularish checks, or if I'm lucky enough for it to be localised and not have got into the bone marrow, a couple of weeks of radiotherapy and I'll be rid of it (cherry on top being if I do it on NHS my health insurance will flick me a hundy for each treatment, so I'd be cancer free and have earned a cool grand in the process).
So... just like me on Friday afternoon, as you were.
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@sparky said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones Glad you're not dying, yet.
Still can't get my head around a system that calls you in for a waste of time appointment with someone to give you a horrifyingly vague diagnosis, wasting everyone's time and effort, instead of just slotting you in to talk to someone with an ounce of authority a day or two later. But I'm good as gold so no harm done, dread to think of those that get much, much worse.
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@Bones said in Happiness Scale:
@sparky said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones Glad you're not dying, yet.
Still can't get my head around a system that calls you in for a waste of time appointment with someone to give you a horrifyingly vague diagnosis, wasting everyone's time and effort, instead of just slotting you in to talk to someone with an ounce of authority a day or two later. But I'm good as gold so no harm done, dread to think of those that get much, much worse.
I’m the go between for my folks as they navigate the health system for their various appointments. Fucken nightmare.
Glad you and your tits are gonna be ok fella.
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@Bones
Genuinely pleased it's low grade C. Means I don't have to worry about calling out @MN5 's shitty memes on my own..
This cunting fluffybunny of a doctor had those very words written in front of her and decided that all she could leave me with was lymphoma, blood cancer.
Feel for ya. Had that shit with Ms M2's heart. A week of worry as the Cardiologist was incapable of communicating heart arrhythmia was common, but temporary, in teenagers and just needed monitoring once a year.
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@MN5 said in Happiness Scale:
I’m the go between for my folks as they navigate the health system for their various appointments. Fucken nightmare.
In the UK?
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@Victor-Meldrew said in Happiness Scale:
@MN5 said in Happiness Scale:
I’m the go between for my folks as they navigate the health system for their various appointments. Fucken nightmare.
In the UK?
no
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@Victor-Meldrew said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones
Genuinely pleased it's low grade C. Means I don't have to worry about calling out @MN5 's shitty memes on my own..
This cunting fluffybunny of a doctor had those very words written in front of her and decided that all she could leave me with was lymphoma, blood cancer.
Feel for ya. Had that shit with Ms M2's heart. A week of worry as the Cardiologist was incapable of communicating heart arrhythmia was common, but temporary, in teenagers and just needed monitoring once a year.
The upvotes tell a different story my friend, they can't all be accidental.
I have arrhythmia, seems to rear its head the next morning after a heavy night on the spirits. It's a bit of a pain but very manageable.
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@MN5 said in Happiness Scale:
@Victor-Meldrew said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones
Genuinely pleased it's low grade C. Means I don't have to worry about calling out @MN5 's shitty memes on my own.The upvotes tell a different story my friend, they can't all be accidental.
Ah yes, there's NO WAY the Fern is full of drunken posters...
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@Bones said in Happiness Scale:
And I am delighted to actually officially have the title of fern cancer instead of it just being honorary.
You always were a crabby bastard...
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@Victor-Meldrew said in Happiness Scale:
@Bones said in Happiness Scale:
And I am delighted to actually officially have the title of fern cancer instead of it just being honorary.
You always were a crabby bastard...
Keep an eye on stuff.co.nz for "Will Jordan put cancer in me"
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