Frustrated shrieking

I have just been on the telephone to the EPU at Mothership Hospital.

Do you know where my blood test results are, at the grand old time of seven in the freaking evening, nine hours after the test was taken?

In the lab.

So, no, I can’t have them until mid-morning tomorrow.

Fucking fuck.

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