Isolated For My Own Good (BLITEOTW)
I've been feeling like hell lately - I even spent the last couple of weeks sleeping more than anything. I don't have any sort of appetite - even the thought of food makes me feel nauseous.
So, I called the doc in a box last week, and the next thing I know I am turned into a pin cushion while they perform all sorts of tests on me. Yesterday, they had me hooked up to like a million kinds of machines while they took x-rays and "computerized images". Before I could blink, I was stuck in some isolation ward, for my "own safety", while the docs kept insisting that everything "would be ok soon".
Whatever, I just wish they would sort it out so I could get back to some sort of normal. Publication deadlines wait for no one!
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Blog Like It's the End of the World (BLITEOTW)
So, I called the doc in a box last week, and the next thing I know I am turned into a pin cushion while they perform all sorts of tests on me. Yesterday, they had me hooked up to like a million kinds of machines while they took x-rays and "computerized images". Before I could blink, I was stuck in some isolation ward, for my "own safety", while the docs kept insisting that everything "would be ok soon".
Whatever, I just wish they would sort it out so I could get back to some sort of normal. Publication deadlines wait for no one!
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Blog Like It's the End of the World (BLITEOTW)