Lotus duly fronts up to her hospital appointment - what a way to spend the holidays, eh!?
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| Sure thing, not a problem! | |
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| Just a few questions, a form to fill in, and then we can proceed. | |
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With formalities out of the way, Lotus folllows Nurse Dipchit to the X-Ray Department, and *THAT* machine...
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| *INDIGNANT* You want me to put my WHAT in WHERE??? | |
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| Now if you could kindly (blah blah blahdee blah)... | |
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One aborted test, one equipment breakdown/repair, half an hour and newly completed screening later...
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| Luckily for that tech he fixed the bloody machine else the "gentle compression" on his meat & two veg would have been MUCH harder! | |
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| Well, that didn't go so badly now, did it dear? *Heading for the bandages cupboard & a nice stiff medicinal brandy!* | |
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