The Hulk

So today I had my first ever encounter with nuclear medicine! I turned up all bright n bushy tailed ( well not really as I'm still knackered from yesterday) I was given two gowns to put on, one open at the front and one at the back, so I was decent. I go into the room and the two nurses/technicians explain again what's happening. I'm being injected with a radio active isotope so that when when I go in tomorrow morning for my lymph node biopsy doo da, Dr Jackson can whip out his Geiger counter and then hopefully yank out some lymph nodes for a wee poke around. So the doctor turns up (can't remember his name but he was very nice like all the medical staff encountered at RPH so far). He then goes on tell me that it might sting a bit (now this had been mentioned both earlier and yesterday) he then goes on to that the room is sound proofed, so if I need to yell I can ( now that statement really should have triggered my brain cells a bit more). So I whack my boob out yet again and close my eyes so I can't see the needle. So he tells when he's putting it in...oh that's not too bad says I! I haven't finished yet says he! Holy mother of god!! $&&!?#** hell! *%##!!! It bloody hurt! So once I'd come down off the ceiling off he toddles and the two nurses/ technicians shove me in the machine and take the required images (don't ask me the technical term all I know is there was talk of gamma rays or something). Ten minutes later and I'm done I toddle out of the room managing to drop my bra on the floor in front if everyone as I go! Then to cap it off walking back to the train station and so e bimbo nearly runs me over! The wee man was green and she ran a red light! Stupid eejit should be glad I never powered up my radio active booby and went all she hulk on her!