Friday 10th May 1940

Medical inspection – we are being regraded, more carefully, possibly prior to a move front-wards. The MO seemed very “keen” on my cough, which even in this climate is not much better nowadays. He appeared slightly disappointed when I said I did not spit blood, had a good appetite and did not perspire at nights. He eventually said I must report next Wednesday and go to Haifa for an X-ray. Reckon he considers me as a possible consumptive!