I let my guard down for a few minutes yesterday and got bitten rather badly, I did another eye test at the optometrist because the hospital didn't believe my doctor's correct diagnosis that I had cataracts badly enough to be blind. They confirmed it and were taken aback that they'd rejected my doctor, but the harshest thing was naive Jimby was stung with a $35 fee for a retina scan, something medicare doesn't cover, silly me should have asked about costs so I could have refused, this retina scan must be somewhat like a car workshop milling the brake rotors, something that's never needed yet is done as a matter of course, if this scan was needed then medicare would have covered it, however since I never asked about cost all I could do was pay it and complain that fees were not explained to me.
Lesson is to ask about cost at all times, and never abuse freebies.
I'm not a girl so the damage to my left man boob wasn't even noticed, Olivia daubed me with some stuff for it but later on I managed to put the good stuff on it, household disinfectant.
Peter has also lost interest in worrying about it due to our frequent flooding and has organised to get someone in to do it, his calculations are that it would cost what a mower costs after six years so it's a fairly reasonable proposition, so I think he may have left me his very tired looking but operational mower.
That milkshake is the oil I dropped out of it after finally being able to start it.
I was curious about what was happening across the road, whatever it was I don't think they fixed it as the light that usually shines over there doesn't. I suppose they pulled some strings to get it seen to at this time.