Blood relatives

Bridie and Sean have been visiting en route from their holiday in sunny Yarmouth. It's been lovely to see them and next time they visit for Pride I'll be off chemo and possibly bagless. I had my blood test this morning but caught my form on a cut on my finger which hasn't been healing and got blood all over it. I felt sorry for the phlebotomist because the hospital'll think she was clumsy. While I was there there was a bit of a ruck because the Supplies department is refusing to deliver the number of Urine Test Bottles they use claiming they order far more than a normal surgery. It's not a normal surgery - it's a walk in clinic with 300 patients a day. NHS reforms - pissing in the wind (because there're not enough bottles to go round).