As Damp As An Old Lady’s Gusset
I was asked recently how I felt in myself. I answered with an honest and somewhat tired “ I feel old” an answer which was countered with a rather judgmental and dismissive “ Thats sad, I know a lot of people your age that feel much more positive” I said nothing but wanted to yell I bet they weren’t wearing full PPE in a south facing airless ward without air con all morning ! I fucking felt every minute of my 58 years that day, a day when my underpants were as damp and inviting as an old lady’s gusset. Everyone knows me better than I know myself. My recent not-so-joyful sojourn into potential ill health hasn’t helped matters, a situation gratefully acknowledged by my colleague a medic.....he said men, don’t cope well with fainting do’s. I didn’t .........I don’t .... Well, you would be glad to hear that a plethora of tests are in hand. A particularly nasty troll turned up anonymously on Going Gently last Sunday to bang on just how m...