So, I went to the hospital yesterday for an appointment with my Consultant Urologist (see blog entry "Bloody Hell" for all the gory background details). The news isn't terrific. The kidney stone I have is probably too big to be dissolved by radio waves, so I may have to have a keyhole procedure to remove it. The thing is, they're making me wait THREE MONTHS until I get a decision. But that means I can't book my Christmas holiday in Spain until they tell me when it can be done.
If it wasn't against my political principles, I'd consider going private.
Harumph! 