Report from the Plague House; One Occupant Remaining

[gothwalk]

The doctor's office must be really pushed for time. I phoned up, asked if I could see the doc to get a med cert, and the receptionist told me not to come in (she could hear me coughing, which was probably some help) and that she'd post me a cert. This was after a non-stop engaged tone for about two hours, and at one point, the message you usually hear on the mobile networks; "The customer you are calling is not reachable at the moment. Please try again later."

I turned on the TV for a few minutes between trying the doctor's number, and was somewhat surprised to find Ali, a tarot-reader of my acquaintance, doing an agony aunt spot on a morning show.

The respiratory stuff, mysteriously absent from my symptoms up to now, has arrived. You don't want the details.