blood fear

This morning I noticed blood in my urine; a little pink stain which affected only the first few drops. Yesterday I noticed a similar phenomenon in my semen. Perhaps I have been punishing Percy rather too severely in the palm. Perhaps it is cancer. That's right. Doctors are as prone to fear of disease and death as the next person. Calm down. Let's try to be sensible. Blood at the start of micturition: isn't that supposed to indicate a lesion low down in the urinary tract? I think it is, suggesting the problem is probably not too serious. If it stops as quickly as it arrived, that is. If it persists, I'll have to have an ultrasound scan of my urinary system and live in the fear of God until I hear the result. Please let it stop quickly!

Today the forms arrived for my pension (if indeed I live long enough to receive it). I completed it without too much difficulty. Tomorrow I shall take it, along with my and my wife's birth and marriage certificates, to the administrative HQ of our PCT, for it to be processed before sending it to the national HQ in Fleetwood. Part of me is quite excited about the whole thing, but another part of me is fearful: my pension! OLD AGE pension they used to call it. Is that me? Like everyone else, I still feel about 17 inside, and the idea of being of pensionable age fills me with a sense of dread and apprehension, and even disbelief. Perhaps I shouldn't worry too much. I'll have the rest of my life to get used to the idea...