30th November 2019, St Anthony’s Hospital, Surrey, England
It’s time to go home!
At 40 I’m long past caring about how it looks, but I’m pretty proud of my weary old body this week. I’ve definitely taken a bit of a kicking. I have a couple of alterations, but above all, I live to fight another day!
I’m still a bit battered and bruised, I’ve got a 6 inch gash in my groin and little Johnny isn’t quite himself yet but those are only little things
(I do the jokes round here)
Next up, nuclear medicine in January! I have no idea what that is, but I’m looking forward to it.
Oh, and here’s a topless toilet selfie for the wank bank, you filthy animals. It’s almost Christmas after all.
