"Severe exhaustion" my arse!

Celebrities are a funny bunch. Not satisfied with having, say, a hernia, or a niggling appendix, they keep getting themselves admitted to hospital with a condition known as "severe exhaustion". Except as far as I'm aware, such a condition does not exist. I have never admitted anybody to hospital with it, and I can't believe that no civilians work hard enough to get suitably exhausted to allow them to suffer from it too. I typed "severe exhaustion" into the computer today at work and got no matches at all. Every recognised condition has it's own code made of letters and numbers (called a Read code) which allows us to consistently record diagnoses in the notes for ease of audit and stuff. And every condition known to man has it's own designation. For example, there are codes for "T55z1 Spacecraft accident NOS, member of ground crew injured" and "ZD1M - Therapy to promote recognition and understanding of sarcasm", but extreme exhaustion? No such thing. So, Winehouse, your people are going to have to come up with a more convincing explanation as to why you were admitted to hospital last night and given "an injection of adrenaline" (more likely narcam) before having to cancel much of your tour. They tried to make you go to rehab, and you said no, no, no. Perhaps you should have said yes, yes, yes... Her album is bloody good though, in her defence, and she seems to have created a home for the 5 birds nests that were removed from my rotting fascias and soffits earlier this week - in her hair. The new fascias do look good though, much tidier!