Day Sixty Two

I went to hospital today for a scan on my big fat belly.  It was a bit inconclusive, which is disappointing.

On the way, there was a car in front of me and at first glance, I thought it said "minge" on the back of it.  It actually said "mirage".  Gutted.

"Minge"

I had to abstain from food and drink for six hours prior to my scan.  That wasn't at all easy for me.  Even when I got to the hospital waiting room and sat down waiting to be called, it was like the devil himself was there, tempting me.

"Eat me... Drink me..."