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After much pushing, I telephoned the doctor's surgery to explain what had happened, and after a call back from the nurse practitioner, I had a doctor visit me at home. He checked my blood pressure (fine) my eyes (fine) had a look for bruises, but apart from the skull one, there is nothing yet to see.

Courtesy of Elvis: "I'm all shook up".

or James Bond: "shaken, not stirred"

I did tell him about getting up in the very early hours of Sunday morning, but he made no comment.

We had a bit of a chat and I admitted to reading a lot of medical blogs, and even had a blog of my own.

I was curious to find out what stage he was at, as I didn't think he was full time at the practice. Turns out he is a SpR.