First of all…thank you sooo much for the bloggers who entered my first Tickle Trixie’s Fancy!!!! The Fanny Trollopes Bistro photo, was taken in Glasgow last time I visited my mate Tabby.  It certainly tickled OUR fancy when we saw it!

It was a hard choice…but the one that REALLY made me laugh out loud was….

Nitebyrd! With her caption….’Pink Tacos for everyone!’

Congratulations my sweet!  Here’s your little winner’s badge to display with pride!

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Thanks to the lovely Darylfor writing my slogan on the photos I chose…you are an absolute gem and a little gift is whizzing it’s way to New York for your help my sweet! (Oh, and Daryl, with your comment…just to let you know, Fanny in UK/OZ means…um…vagina, not bum!)  There are 5 other different awards made up for the bloggers who win it more than once (although, the person who wins it one week, can’t win it the next, to give others a go, but you can still play along).

I must say a BIG thank you for Troy with all his comments..all great, it was a close call!  I loved his last comment…

Can I just point out that an anagram of FANNY TROLLOPES is OPENS FRONTALLY. Thank you.

Funny man our Troy is! (But you’ll have to try harder next week!)

My week has been quite busy.  Working with clients and in the pub, trying to get Christmas and grocery shopping done, while trying to entertain mum (bless her, not much entertaining, she still trying to get her body clock set to UK time.)

I had a doctors appointment on Tuesday. 

It’s so hard to get an appointment at the doc’s, I leave it till I have to, and then go with a load of queries.

And the thing is, with all the problems, not one was sorted there and then!!!

‘Hi Hot Doc (believe me he is…whenever any of us say we saw Hot Doc, every girl in the room sighs, the most beautiful blue eyes, dark hair, softly spoken and very caring….I could go on) I know you haven’t seen me for awhile but don’t worry…I’ve got a list for you!’

*he laughs* ‘Go on.’

‘First, I want to quit smoking.  A couple of friends of mine have done it through tablets, and I want to give them a go. I tried giving up without anything last year and put on a stone and gave up after 6 weeks.’

‘Well, statistics say that people quitting without any help at all, only 5-6% chance of being successful.  Through a doctor, your chances double…with a nurse, who specialises in quitting smoking, it quadruples, so I recommend you make an appointment with Lyn, our specialist nurse.’

‘Okay, will do. Secondly, I’ve got these lumps on my legs *lifts trousers*.  I had my varicose veins removed from this leg two years ago.  Now I’ve had these little lumps starting to appear, and they sometimes ache, I’ve had three turn up now.’

*Hot Doc feels my legs (such soft touch!)*  ‘They aren’t varicose veins coming back, it’s little clots that have formed probably from your leg being banged at some stage, they wont go away (gee, I wonder how that happens with the amount of times I’ve fallen over drunk?). They are nothing to worry about but they will always be there.  Only way to get rid is laser surgery, which isn’t avail on the NHS.’

‘As long as nothing is wrong, I can live with them. Thirdly, my hearing is not so good.  Since I had a bad cold a few weeks ago, I can’t hear so well.  I came to you about my ear itching like hell about a year ago and you said it was wax build up.  I clean my ears out with these wax clearing drops, but I don’t think it works as I still can’t hear very well.  Gawd, you must think I’m a hypochondriac!’

Hot Doc laughs at me ’No, I don’t.  Let’s have a look.’  He looks in both ears. ’There’s no wax in one ear, and just a little in the other.  They look fine.’

‘Then why can’t I hear properly?’

‘I don’t know.  The next step is to make you an appointment for a hearing test.  But to let you know, it takes 9 months to get an appointment.  The optometrist in town give free ear tests.  I advise you to go see them.’

‘Okay.  Last thing…  I found a small lump in my breast last week. Just a tiny one. I’m prone to lumps. Last one was four years ago, and I went for a mammogram.’

Hot Doc turns serious. ‘How did that go?’

‘It turned out just to be a cyst. All fine.  But breast cancer is in my family.  My grandmother and an Aunt on my fathers side had breast cancer, they survived. This year, my Aunt on my mothers side died from it. Now I’m forty, I’m really aware about it, being in my family and all. Especially when my dad even tells me to make sure I check my breasts regularly!’

‘So you should.  How old were they when they were diagnosed?’

I’m not sure, in their fifties I think.’ (I’ve found out since, my Aunt was actually in her forties when she died - my mother’s half sister)

‘Do you want a female in here while I examine you?’

‘No, that’s fine.’ (I trust him, he’s not a sleaze)

So I’m behind the curtain, taking off my top and bra.  Hot Doc comes in, and looks at my breasts feels the one in question.  The lump I was concerned about has disappeared in the last couple of days.  I’m really feeling like I planned all this just to have him touch me up!

After the examination, Hot Doc says ‘It all looks fine to me, I can feel lumps but they are usual and don’t think we need to do anything now, just keep examining yourself regularly as you are.  But I am concerned with it being in your family, so I will get an assessment done on your family history to see the risk level you are at, and how often you should have a mammogram over the years.’

So after all that, I left the doctors surgery, withan appointment with Lyn, the nurse for quitting smoking on the 12th December, having to arrange my own hearing appointment at an optometrist no less, and waiting for a questionare to arrive for my family history on breast cancer.  Oh…plus booking in my regular smear test at the end of the month.

Anyone would think I made the appointment just to get felt up by Hot Doc.

Seriously, I didn’t.

But it’s the closest I’ve had to a hot guy touching my boobs in a long while!

The things I do for a grope.