Yeah... we seem to take the same stand re. self-indulgent people
who are always checking into hospitals to feed their painkiller
addiction or patients who resort to attention-seeking antics by
faking pain and illnesses.
It also helps that his mom is a high-ranking retired nurse and his
sister is a nurse. Plus in his fireman role, he's had to respond to
road traffic accidents to help extricate people trapped in car
crashes and sometimes that involves erm... some sorta amputation
on-the-spot. So he and I can talk about medical stuff without
wincing and he does have an interest in these things, which is
important to me cause I do love clinical nursing. 
At this stage, I'm just a tad frightened cause things are going
well now, but there's always this little fear that he'll change his
mind about me, y'know? 
Too many 'what if's' at this stage. It's like you want to
take the plunge, but you're scared to. You wanna give it your
everything, but you're scared of losing it all and cleaning up the
messy aftermath...
