Sounds like you're growing some new testicles.
Sounds like you're growing some new testicles.
New?
Boydy has bollocks in his armpits?
Visit to the GP it is. Fingers crossed for testicle.
My original plan was to give it a week or two but I've been scared into calling them tomorrow. GP is bloody £50 here and I wasn't there long ago either. Stupid system.
Haggle with them when you get there.
It's not like they could refuse you tbf.
Ive had swollen sweat glands in my armpit before just took some anti-biotics and I was good to go.
Useless fucking Manjit will probs ask a load of questions in broken English and say to return if they're still there after 2 weeks.
What do you think she should have done that she didn't do?
My issue is she hasn't filled me with any confidence that she's accurately diagnosed it. Time will tell and it's probably an issue with the the fact it's all being done over the phone. I just need some cunt to stick that an otospcope inside me and whisper me sweet nothings.
GPS are basically just a chat line for lonely pensioners these days. 12% raise indeed.
Went dentist yesterdayon back of Manjit's advice and Max, the incredibly pasty lad who had my gaydar pinging said it might be a small infection (again not really confident in their own diagnosis) and to just focus on keeping it clean after every meal and hopefully it should fix.
Need to get an interspace dental brush as the supermarkets didn't have them yesterday but it's much better now.
Manjit
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What they're trying to tell you is there's nothing serious wrong and to stop being a little bitch.
“Interspace dental brush”.
It’s called floss mate.
It isn't.
Interdental 'brushes' are the worst though.
I've got the hygienist in two weeks so I'll be getting a lecture on it again.
The lumps have gone right down so it was either nothing or I've beaten cancer in record time.
Interdental I've never understood as even the finest seem too big to replace floss (that is what they're meant for, right?).
Interspace is some small brush designed to get at tricky places so wind your neck in, 7om.
Floss does the job for me. I've had those brushes in the past and some of them are all too easy to break.
The water jet one is fucking disgusting. Mutilates your gums unless you get a flukey shot on target.
The hygienist always used to rub her boobs on my head. Which was weird as I was sat in the waiting room.
I thought it was nice until I saw her scalp one time, which resembled a red flapjack.
I had a period of a couple years where I flossed every day but now it's every few days/once a week whenever I can be arsed. You'll be able to get a new set for peanuts in twenty years so fuck it.
Somewhat overlooking the true horror of the dental implant process.
I worked at an implant gaff for a couple of years so I'm probably immune to the horrors.
I've got to have a colonoscopy on Sunday, so am now on a strict prohibitive diet until 1pm tomorrow, after which I have to fast until the procedure is done. It's fair to say I'm not looking forward to having to shit my guts out from 5pm tomorrow onwards; I plan on being sedated while they shove a camera up my arse so not too worried about that for now. Nor have I given much thought to any bad news that may result from this - I'm statistically more likely to get bowel cancer (national average for men is 7%, my risk is 13-14%) but in my head that's still not that huge. Plus I like to try and avoid worrying about things that may never happen.
Anyway, I'm off for some white bread, chicken noodle soup (sans noodles) and possibly some weak squash.
Imagine going through 2 litres of strong laxative, an actual camera shoved up your arse but actually feeling worse when it finished. Awful heartburn after having eaten and dozed off not long after. This has literally been the worst bit.
Came back all clear. Go through this every two years now. A small price to pay.
Is it a regular screening thing?
Yeah. Mum and sister have to have it to - it’s a genetic gene mutation called Lynch’s Syndrome. More prevalent in women (wider range of potential cancers, eg cervical) and eventually sister will have a hysterectomy. So they definitely got the raw deal there.
If it makes you feel better my father in law had one done without sedation, on his birthday, and half way through the technician's radio batteries ran out so he stopped to replace them![]()
"I just need to rub them together for a bit to squeeze some more life out of them".
Did he start smacking his arse like I do with the remote control?
Anyone else experienced one of these super colds? Woke up today to a world of pain. Sweating bits, congested to high heaven, NRG in the pits. Fucking grim.
I've had nightsweats more often than I have morning wood these days, something is in the air, rest assured.
Aye, I'm five days into one as we speak. I feel maybe slightly improved today. But not by a lot. I am really hoping for a night free of the hot/cold spells, weird fever dreams and sweating through the sheets every hour though. Because if I don't get a decent spell of proper sleep in soon I fear I may go round the bend. Bad times indeed.
I've hurt my back doing the strenuous activity of "turning around to look at something while being sat down".
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What caused it was your disgusting lifestyle.
I eat mostly healthily and workout on my lunchtimes these days you can shut the fuck up you child's-bicycle-stealing cunt.
Put down the fucking weights and gloves and complete the Splits Training in 30 Days app routine. Think it's 3 levels, 30 days each, approximately 25-30 mins a day.
Send me a 4 figure sum after as a token of appreciation for the gift I've bestowed upon you.
First cold in two years. It hits hard now, doesn't it?
Yeah it’s a fucker of a one this time round, probably after everyone being so immune for ages.
I've had an underlying cold for the past fortnight. Grim.
The guy who sits next to me at work has had the banging cold, and the guy who locks himself away and won't even see his own family has had the banging cold, but I haven't. I think never working from home has made me superhuman.
I had a pretty severe what I think was, asthma attack last week. Basically couldn't catch my breath during a workout which meant I had to finish early. Felt like my lungs were burning and couldn't catch my breath for a few hours. Went to the doctors to confirm I wasn't about to die but I did think I was about to have a Erikson.