bbm, this may transport you to the Happy Room.     

              New Music for Brass Band; Foden's Richardson Band, cond Bramwell Tovey:

              Richard Rodney Bennett  -  Flowers of the Forest; reflections on a Scottish Folk Song;
              Written for the National Youth Brass Band of Gt Britain.

              Works by Kenneth Hesketh, George Benjamin, Judith Bingham.
              Philip Wilby's elegiac Shadow Songs and a fascinating set of variations
              which caught my eye;  Tovey, Edward Gregson, Elgar Howarth and Wilby on
              the captivating fairy fanfare from Tippett's opera, The Midsummer Marriage.

              I'm really curious.    The CD is released on 6 October:  NMC D142

              Available as pre-order offer for £9  99p from hmv online
             

I was trying not to complain for a long time now.

I want to describe my visits to the doctor here. First of all one has to be prepared to wait. People get inside and they never come out (it seems that way).
Then one gets inside the office. After three mins the phone rings. Some paitient wants to know his cholesterol level. After 5 mins the doctor is trying to remember what we were talking about.
You start from the beginning. When you just about to say something important the phone rings again. This time a mother has problem feeding the baby. The doctor talks to her for another 10 min.
After it is time for you to leave.
 
This is my experience here. Beside that the doctor wants to do tests like in old times himself and approximately. He doesn't want to send the test to the lab.

Can any one explain to me what kind of medical practice is that?
I never saw anything like that in my life.

Gosh. It's always very flattering when someone cries out my name in a moment of heightened excitement. But I think on this occasion, bbm, it is Stanley you have to thank for taking you to the Happy Room rather than me.  

My friend has another problem. She wants to test everything.
She worked in a good clinic and to order tests was not a problem.
She just doesn't believe what she sees is happening to me. They have better medical help in Russia (especially if you have money) than they have here. All Polish people and Russians run to take their ticket home when they don't feel well. Everything they try to do to avoid doctors here.

I am not calling to my friend  now to complain because I am afraid.
With my doctor one can not have appointment and has to wait for hours to be able to get inside and be interrupted three - four times (it is not a joke). At first I thought that I am unlucky, but after nine years it happens every time. If I am not interrupted three times I will be surprised.
He doesn't care at all. He did not see my allergy, he doesn't know how bad it was.
He is relaxed to the point of collapse, while my friend is opposite.

I am complaining for both of them for close to two years that I am not feeling well. I thought I had an arthritus with pain all over.
It turn out that I had infection all this time.

Recently I was told a young girl died in Dublin. She went to emmergency room with some pain in her stomach. They forgot about her and she died. Here people are afraid to go to hospitals because one can be much better off being sick (and die) at home.

There is no NHS here. Everything is private. You have to pay every time you go to the doctor. I pay 50 euro for each appointment.

If something is wrong and one has to go to the hospital then there is an insurance.
This is American system (only a little cheaper and a lot worse).

The whole thing came at a wrong time for me, because I have this gala concert and then another concert with two violinists.
They want me to come for charity concert that choir wants to give.

All that is while my doctor is telling me that all is in my head.

I just think that I am terrible unlucky (like usual). I probably should not say that, but this is what it feels like at the moment.

Move to WALES!!  Free Prescriptions and lots of drugs!  In particular, the genus Borediuun beyond Beliefium, Oh Christuss have Merciium Baccillious is given away on street corners.

I don't have to lie down, it's just that given how tired I was feeling I thought that a half hour lying down might revitalise me a little. Which it has. A little.
Time to head over to the burning room.

Better after some food thanks.