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Friday, 31 May 2019

Ugh

Yesterday I got my flu jab and some forms done.
My regular GP is on sabbatical, and my substitute GP has left the clinic at some time in the last 6 weeks (which I think might have been unexpected).  The new doctor I got was in fact a new doctor - still doing his postgrad - and was a pretty boy with an overly arrogant demeanour for a GP.  No-one wants a GP who acts like a surgeon.  Surgeons are awful.
He fat shamed me a bunch, which was not helpful and I am not even sure he knew he was doing it.



Afterwards there was some crying in the supermarket.  Whether from the flu jab or the fat shaming.
I fought off the crying with a sensible impulse food choice....

Dinner with Alana was a pleasant distraction.

Today I was back to my regular in recent weeks - spent in my PJs reading crappy books as I am still feeling a bit ick and not up to watching TV very much.
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