In medical news just to hand, I've been vaccinated for swine flu this year - my lovely GP offered it to me while I was in getting a script for my underactive thyroid, because of my working with young children status. It didn't hurt at all.
Also, while I was there I said can you please check out my warts so that I know they're warts before I apple-cider-vinegar them? While she was inspecting them I joked I was turning into a warty old lady.
She said those two are not exactly warts. They are seb0rrh0eic kerat0sis. Have you ever seen an old man's chest? I said not in living memory. She said in hospitals you see quite a lot of old men with lots of what look like squashed sultanas on them. Then she showed me a perfectly disgusting picture. Here's the link. ONLY FOLLOW IT IF YOU WANT TO BE GROSSED OUT! She then offered to freeze them off with liquid nitrogen and I practically fell over in my hurry to accept this offer.
It's bad enough turning into a warty old lady, I definitely don't want to turn into a warty old man.
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