I spent yesterday afternoon at the Urology department of a London hospital, chasing up some suspected problems with my kidneys. Very busy but thanks to the staff things went very smoothly. I was actually surprised that no sooner had the doctor decided I should have a CT scan one was organised and they were ready for me by the time I had walked upstairs and down a corridor.
I also had an ultrasound, which was not without entertainment. At one point the technician became quite excited and had me viewing the images with her. Seems that the kidney stones I have been carrying around for years are now in a cyst. As I roll over or change position they get shaken up and settle again, which can be observed on the ultrasound scanner. It seems I am the ultrasonic equivalent of a snow-globe so I am glad I brightened up her very busy afternoon.