Racing Licence
Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2018 9:43 pm
I cannot believe that It’s that time of year again already. Oh the angst, The deep feeling of anxiety and dread. The uncertainty.
Why didn’t anybody warn me? On which day of the moon cycle should i abstain from worldly pleasures just to pass a medical? Not the simple explanation to the Quack about how many units one imbibes (near our just below the national guidelines, honestly Doc).
How did I manage it last year? I have no recollection of a bribe? What were the symptons, fears and remediations of previous years. It seems that that the old faults and deficiencies persist and yet each year new problems emerge. I should have listened to my Father. Maybe also my Mother who said “whatever you do, don’t get old”. Good advice except for the alternative!
The diseases and unbecoming afflictions of ageing, the clear up of the clutter of biologically useless older people. Why include me?
A list of medication. A list of surgical procedures. Rester Calm.
Have I left it too late? Not good for my fragile self esteem.
No, It is the annual MSA Licence form which is due shortly.. If memory serves, I recall in a previous medical appointment there were moments of high comedy. Or was that my Birthday medical review or Flu jab?
How can there can’t be a problem? In the bathroom mirror I have a sculpted body, a hollywood hopeful. I exude and radiate good health, an olive tinge to a flawless complexion, an elegant profile, a dazzling smile, melting chocolate eyes, a windswept mane. Is this before or after i put my contact lenses in? It is hard to believe that i am now an unemployed gigolo!!
I am now to embark on a strict regime to lose weight and hopefully sail through the medical and hopefully improve my times next year
No Alcohol
Daily Exercise
Diet control, less chips and other savoury and good tasting food
No chocolate
No ice cream
No daily weighing
No Granola for breakfast ( i spend the rest of the dat extracting it from my teeth)
still thinking on this
ps
if you ask what my father said, I don t know, i wasn’t listening,,,,
pps
Adrenaline is brown
Why didn’t anybody warn me? On which day of the moon cycle should i abstain from worldly pleasures just to pass a medical? Not the simple explanation to the Quack about how many units one imbibes (near our just below the national guidelines, honestly Doc).
How did I manage it last year? I have no recollection of a bribe? What were the symptons, fears and remediations of previous years. It seems that that the old faults and deficiencies persist and yet each year new problems emerge. I should have listened to my Father. Maybe also my Mother who said “whatever you do, don’t get old”. Good advice except for the alternative!
The diseases and unbecoming afflictions of ageing, the clear up of the clutter of biologically useless older people. Why include me?
A list of medication. A list of surgical procedures. Rester Calm.
Have I left it too late? Not good for my fragile self esteem.
No, It is the annual MSA Licence form which is due shortly.. If memory serves, I recall in a previous medical appointment there were moments of high comedy. Or was that my Birthday medical review or Flu jab?
How can there can’t be a problem? In the bathroom mirror I have a sculpted body, a hollywood hopeful. I exude and radiate good health, an olive tinge to a flawless complexion, an elegant profile, a dazzling smile, melting chocolate eyes, a windswept mane. Is this before or after i put my contact lenses in? It is hard to believe that i am now an unemployed gigolo!!
I am now to embark on a strict regime to lose weight and hopefully sail through the medical and hopefully improve my times next year
No Alcohol
Daily Exercise
Diet control, less chips and other savoury and good tasting food
No chocolate
No ice cream
No daily weighing
No Granola for breakfast ( i spend the rest of the dat extracting it from my teeth)
still thinking on this
ps
if you ask what my father said, I don t know, i wasn’t listening,,,,
pps
Adrenaline is brown