What’s up, doc?

This was the treatment centre at my local hospital yesterday.

I was the last patient to be seen and almost everyone had gone home.

Earlier this year an MRI scan revealed that I have a swollen prostate.

It’s no worse than that but I have to take a pill every day to manage my ‘waterworks’.

Yesterday, after a chat with one of the urology team, I was discharged with the words:

“If you find yourself living in a toilet, come back and see me.”

Thanks, doc.