Totally, we just don’t know what kind of doctor anymore…
He’s been seen at 7 different hospitals and countless dozens of other specialists in a radius between Rouen and Paris - not one of them has been willing to put their hand up and give him a diagnosis
I had a really bad dose of flu back in December 2020 and ended up in hospital for twelve days (though I think this was excessive) and as part of that they discovered a “ground glass” mark on my lung. They monitored it every six months and were pretty happy until last December when they thought the centre had got a bit more dense and beat me up to have it removed. It was only 14mm of which 6mm was “naughty”. All gone now
Ahh, for f*ck’s sakes, as they’d say in the old sod. I’m proudly (and identify as (key killer phrase🤭)) London Irish, very proud of both denominations.
I didn’t smoke until I was twenty and then the new love of my “life” who was the niece of an Irish tobacco baron (he’d a lovely Jenson Interceptor FF ) got me puffing along. I quite her after a couple of years but despite many attempts it took until my fortieth birthday to quite the fags.
However, while smoking is a dodgy pursuit, I believe far more damage was done to my little lungs by the smog in London as a a kid.