Immediately I think I could have a blood clot and start getting panicky and faint... But after sitting down for a while, the swelling starts to go down and a bruise takes it's place... When I get back into town I seek out a chemist and get some aspirin... just in case.
When I tell my friends back in London, apparently I really should see a Doctor... Really? I mean I had already self diagnosed and cured myself right? Anyway I'm now sitting in the waiting room to see real doctor...
ps Don't tell my Mum...
Update from Dr visit yesterday... I am not dying and nor was it a blood clot or anything serious (apparently clots or other serious issues happen to deep veins no where near the surface) he think I may have knocked my knee but didn't notice... Which the more I think about it sounds pretty likely, considering I'm me...
My bruise...

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