Ms. Raison had an appointment with Dr. Oats. He told me to keep my eyes on the horizon, lie down when I felt dizzy, keep walking, possibly with a potential shoulder to fall on. A doctor who communicates? I remember my GP visiting my bedside like a jolly Father Christmas when I had chicken pox. Now it’s a treat to be allowed in to a surgery.
Luckily before I told him my raisins would be good in his oats, he quipped, “We make a good combination.”
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