There has been a lot happening over the past few days but not much to actually write about.

The weekend went without any major disasters. Rupert came with me to riding, once Tia had got over the "Ooo there is a Sabre Toothed Tiger, aka Rupert, stood in the corner and its going to come and get me" everything went smoothly.

On Monday night, Rupert and myself went for a meal with Claire and her husband, Jon. Claire was in hospital with me last year and we have kept in touch.

I gave a big sigh of relief at the end. Rupert and Jon got on like a house on fire. They are so similar. Both like toys and other gadgetry things, both are into technology and Jon is something to do with satellite internet, so that gave them something else to talk about.

Oh and they both love dark haired, intelligent, stunningly beautiful English girls called Claire. What good taste they have.

So we are to return the favour sometime soon and they will come down to us and go out for a meal round here.

This morning I was back in the hospital, not for my Crohn's this time, but because I have had 2 abnormal smears and it needed to be checked out in minute detail.

So there I was this morning at 9am with my legs in the air and my bits on the TV. Not a pleasant sight I might add.

After about 15 minutes of poking around and dyeing my cells the doctor - Mr.Disney (I thought that was a made up name) - informed me he couldn't find any abnormal cells.

Apparently because of my condition, abnormal cells are common but always need checking out. So from now on I have to go to the hospital for my smears.

So in 6 months time I shall once again be on my back with my legs in the air but Rupert won't be involved.

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