Humpty Dumpty
Member
- Reaction score
- 0
Well, I'm back from my starring turn as DHT blighted guinea pig extraordinaire at this year's Endocrinology Clan Gathering. I had to sit in a wee cubicle listening to lots of Pakistani women gibbering in Urdi in the next berth, whilst various doctors and undergraduates came in to have a poak round my head and write things on questionaires. I tried to affect disdain by burying my nose in Chapter 3 of the Satanic Verses when the first batch of doctors came in but nonchalence proved impossible to sustain when they started to shine lights all over my scalp. Should any of you ladies ever be invited to attend your local endo's knees up, I should warn you that you are likely to be required to answer the same questions over and over and over and over and over again. And then they'll still get it wrong and write "history of family baldness" on their notepads. But still, anything for a morning off work and all that... <sniffs bravely> :roll: