Lavendel

The procedures were no where near as bad as I had feared.

The doctor came in, injected something into my arm and 30 minutes later I was chatting to G without having a clue how I got there.

So I'm home and have started to eat.  I may stop eating around midnight tomorrow.  Maybe later.

Advice from the doctor was pretty standard stuff and will be heeded.

And thank your lucky stars I didn't blip the pants they give you to wear in hospital.  Imagine a pair of 1980s budgie-smuggling swimming trunks but made of net.  Some things just can't be unseen.

And lavendel is the German for lavender.