A hospital visit for my pride and joy…

Well this is it.

My laptop is going into hospital tonight.

It is lying on my bed as I type and it’s in it’s bag ready to be airlifted at 4.30pm this evening. I would love to be able to bring it in right now but unfortunately I had to come to work, this enables me to pay for the care and attention it will receive at the hospital y’see, that’s how it works. I am getting off an hour earlier though to bring it in.
I won’t stop for something to eat, I will grab my laptop and go.

My laptop has cancer.

Cancer of the graphic chip.

It’s in a lot of pain and it’s got a dangerously high temperature, which is common for it’s breed. I didn’t sleep a wink last night worrying about it. I have bombarded my brothers phone with constant texts asking him questions. I have bored everyone within earshot about my worries and fears. I have dreamt about it on Friday night and again on Saturday night. It’s all I have thought about all weekend. I have researched it’s symptoms online and have come away frightened by chatting with fellow forum-mites who tell me it’s fit for the scrap heap.

I am afraid it will be a terminal illness but the man in the repair shop sounded hopeful. His name is Steve. We had a little diagnostic chat about it’s symptoms and I told him about what the man in the shop said and he kinda got annoyed with me and told me not to listen to those guys as they ‘don’t have the knowledge’. Steve said he has special thermal paste, I am not sure what that’s for but he even invited me to watch a bit of the operation and to look at the machines. I said I would be very interested in that.

Anyway, I have to find a way to make the next four hours go quickly.

I will let you know the outcome of this grave situation.