Let the Games Begin....

And so we enter a period of global peace and harmony as nations lay down arms and compete in the Games of the XXX Modern Olympiad, emulating the tradition of sporting camaraderie held in Ancient Greece.

Then, naked athletes would compete for the glory of their city state and in honour of Zeus, king of the gods. Men from all over the Greek states would travel to Mount Olympus, home of the deities to enjoy the sporting and religious tributes. Deities that held the destiny of man in their hands, as well as a small gold chocolate confection.

This week, whilst the capital of a former empire gets ready to host the modern Olympic Games, I embarked on a game of my own......


I set off from the starting block to race to the temple of Labtests to have my Tacrolimus levels checked before starting work. The race was on to beat the ancients who, despite having the luxury of eternity to visit, all turn up at 7am when the lab opens!

Tacrolimius  of course being my chief anti-rejection drug,not a learned Greek philosopher

I arrived at Labtests before long. The early morning fog rising and falling gave the landscape a barren and grey look. I hesitantly approached the entrance to the temple, armed with my Iphone and labtest blood requestforms.

I crept into the dark chamber, wary in case of otheroccupants…

And there they were, three drab crones huddled around thereception desk.

"The eyetest, the eyetest, give us the  eyetest", one hissed.

 I skirted past them and approached the dias, where a dreadful creature stood silently, hair writhing, her eyes searching in the gloom. I avoided her gaze and proffered my pathology form as a shield to deflect her obvious hostility. On her desk I stole a glance and espied her lunch; cheese sandwiches. Of course they were gorgonzola. Next to the sandwiches lay a small bottle of pills. Aha! She was a med user.

And then I was in the temple itself, with its medical paraphernalia.I noticed for the first time the computer terminal on the desk……it was an Oracle.

She consulted the Oracle, as I inhaled the vapours from her packed lunch: the cheese sandwiches of course being filled with Phila Delphi a……

Any way, time to cast a veil over these procedings……….

Glad to report that my Tacrolimus levels were fine, which is just as well as I don’t adjust well to dosage changes, in fact I am quite Zeusless at it.