That was a less reassuring statement than I think they meant it to be.
The boyfriend strimming away with an expression of fierce concentration, seconds before the strimmer wire ran out and we admitted defeat.
Must say that, damn, they worked fast. Not only in the treatment but in keeping the gaps between letters and treatment short. The speed they work at reassures me: within 4 weeks, I'm back in the coloscopy room. Within 30 minutes, I'm back in the car, pre-cancerous cell-less, asking the boyfriend if he wants pasta for tea.
For all the moaning that this city's hospital gets, I've never had anything but positive (if they can be called that) experiences with them. Although management…