So, yesterday I went to Birmingham to speak to somevery clever doctors about getting a new heart.
As you may recall back in the mists of time, I was rather eager to get my new heart because the fantastically named Doctor Duke had informed me that with my heart in the state it was in, no doctor on earth would prescribe me an artificial oestrogen, let alone recommend me for particularly invasive surgery.
( The bad news )
( The good news )
( The result )
As you may recall back in the mists of time, I was rather eager to get my new heart because the fantastically named Doctor Duke had informed me that with my heart in the state it was in, no doctor on earth would prescribe me an artificial oestrogen, let alone recommend me for particularly invasive surgery.
( The bad news )
( The good news )
( The result )