Nell: Say that again, please?
Me: I had a feeling Things were going to be fine when I saw the cat in the waiting room.
Nell: The Cat? Our Cat. What was it doing there?
Me: No, not The Cat. A cat. Fast asleep on one of the chairs.
Nell: Was it waiting to see the doctor?
Me: No. It just loves the surgery.
Nell: I can think of nicer places to sleep.
Me: The yellow chair for a start.
Nell: It’s my chair and it’s comfortable. What did the nurse say?
Me: First of all, I want to say a big thank you to our NHS. I got through immediately the second time I called them yesterday and was talking to a doctor within the hour and seeing the nurse an hour later.
Nell: That is amazing.
Me: Yes, and it was Monday and busy.
Nell: What did they say?
Me: The nurse gave me a really thorough checkup and it’s not on my chest and it’s not whooping cough which is a great relief.
Nell: Yes, it is.
Me: I’m just completely run down and need to drink lots of fluids and take my cough medicine and paracetamol and it will hopefully go away soon.
Nell: If it gets worse you need to go back for chest x rays.
Me: I do, but it won’t. I’ve had enough of it now.
Nell: Haven’t we all?
Me: I just want to be well again.
Nell: That’s what we all want.
Me: I know.
Nell: The cat at the doctor’s surgery wasn’t an Accidental Cat.
Me: Wasn’t it?
Nell: No. It was Keeping an Eye on you.
Me: It seemed fast asleep to me.
Nell: I can seem fast asleep.
Me: You were snoring.
Nell: Nonsense.
Me: You were. Sorry.
