I have been in Warrington for the last couple of days and am scheduled to be there for the rest of the week. Busy times.
One of the people from our WMS supplier was on the phone for a while with one of his kids that had a high temperature and it reminded of the wee man. In his toddler years he suffered badly from constipation which resulted in numerous high temperatures. It would come and go but it got more prolonged so off to the doctors we go.
This young woman doctor went into a spiel about the new ways of working. This involved gentle medication to solve the problem long term blah blah blah. Just fix him woman FFS. So armed with some medication we returned home, the problem eased slightly but he still suffered.
That year we headed to the South Of France for a holiday and we were staying in a complex that had all amenities and all was well. One night his temperature rose alarmingly and we reckoned he had not poohed for ages. We popped him in a tepid bath and I used the assistance pack to ring a doctor. Mentally hoping he had English, I rang. His English was perfect and he apologised that he could not attend to the complex as he was taking surgery in a neighbouring town.
We headed to the town and were seen immediately. After explaining all the medications he was on etc. and his symptoms and what the doctor in England had said. He did his best Renee Artois impression.
"Stupid Woman" he spluttered and began to write a prescription. "Take this to the chemist" (he told us which one was open). Fearing all documentation and labels would be in French I asked.
"Any special instructions when taking this medicine"
"Yes, make sure he is near a toilet" says he
Priceless. Fixed him good it did.
