Thursday 22nd July 1993 Morning surgery 11:00
“Let me know if you are not improving, Mrs Mills.”
“I am sure I’ll be fine, Dr Lewis. It’s always the same. I get some new symptoms. At first, I will try to ignore them but they get worse. I start to worry. It’s a vicious circle. The more worried I am, the more severe the symptoms become. Eventually, I decide to make an appointment to see you. Of course, having to come for a check-up makes everything seem more real. By this morning, I was very anxious.”
“I am sure you were.” Dr Lewis smiled reassuringly.
“But, now you’ve seen me and examined me, I feel fine. I can almost guarantee that I won’t get that pain or the nausea again.”
“Well, as I say, I don’t think it’s anything too serious but it is always best to make sure.”
“Thanks, Dr Lewis.”