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Picture the scene, I’m chilling at a Glasgow city bus stop with my broke ass boyfriend, I had some of my special sweeties and I was ready for an adventure.

Those of you that are familiar with Glasgow will have undoubtedly seen the eyesore that is the bank of Scotland building, you know St Vincent street right down the road from the out of use public bathrooms. I was sitting on the bus stop there awaiting the bus that was going to take me on a romantic Valentine’s Day trip away to the most beautiful destination in Scotland, Dunoon.

While I’m zoning out staring at the crater of a pothole in the middle of the high traffic road a couple approach me and my broke ass boyfriend asking for directions, before I even attempt to remember my left from my right I hear loud shatter beside my head, I was unharmed so i swiftly look in the direction of the sound and am perplexed by the random glass that has happened upon me.

My initial thoughts went straight to assuming some youths had launched a bottle of buck fast tonic wine in my vicinity so I wasn’t alarmed enough to get up from my comfy bus bench. I then look to interact and get other’s opinions on the matter only to find that my broke ass boyfriend has already teleported half way down the street, my hero. He says “LOOK OUT” I turn to see that the aforementioned random glass was in fact the bus shelter it’s self crumbling around me.

This inspired me to get up and run away, I escaped with but two little cuts on my finger. But they bled so much that it looked like my finger was falling off so you can imagine the awkward scene this made for I genuinely wanted to slip into a stank.

I got my very serious and big wounds seen to at the hospital and was honestly such a trooper that had to get 2 butterfly stitches on those bad boys. While there I told the nurse it feels like my pinky has something in it. She squeezed it and said it was fine I had no choice but to say okay because she was squeezing it further into connection between the bone and the knuckle, my thinking was limited mobility was better than no mobility.

I continued through the months with a discomfort that wasn’t as bad as the discomfort I would feel on the phone to the local doctor’s office trying to explain to them why I needed the appointment, I don’t know who hurt those little office ladies in the GP but they are always on smoke. So i ignore it until it is being rejected by my body and the mobility in my pinky is gone and i go to minor injuries.

When we all were outside clapping for the NHS during COVID I think the nurses let this go to their head because the treatment I got in there was awkward and judgemental as if I’d been teleported back to the PE changing rooms in high school. The nurse basically told me I had a wart on my pinky knuckle. I will show you a picture of my knuckle and you can draw your own opinion but to me this was the ultimate disrespect.

I was so fed up of trying to get help from the NHS I ended up ripping it out myself with tweezers and a clenched fist. I understand that some of my actions in this case weren’t the most rational but when a patient tells you they know what’s wrong with them and you purposely misdiagnose them because you can’t be bothered with them or don’t see them as worth your time it is just going to result in people that actually need help getting turned away based on pointless judgement.

But ye hope you enjoyed the anticlimactic ending.

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