Signs

Apr 16, 2009 11:59

And another thing!

His receptionist gives me the heebie-jeebies. She could be the seekrit separated-at-birth twin of my arch-nemesis... only eerily cheerful and burbling over with the glory of Jesus all the time. She just creeps me out.

With every passing hour, I am leaning more heavily toward, "thanks but no thanks." If this doctor's assessment is correct and I do need a more involved regimen of care, okie-doke, doesn't mean it has to be with him.

Trace

would you just die already, health

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