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stitchwhichToday: appointment w/General Practitioner.
Today: bloodwork
Monday: Podiatrist (because diabetics can't be treated by their GP for a stupid infected ingrown toenail. Urg)
Tuesday: Neurosurgeon
Week after that: Oncologist
Coming up after the Neuro - new dermatologist
I'd bitch about this being the start of old age but our GP just snorted when I said that and replied that he is the same age I am. He goes white water rafting with his wife & her kids. And skiing. And kayaking. So there goes that complaint.
I'm putting in for a name change. Think I'll call myself "Triumph Stag"*
*"Like a fairy-tale witch disguised as a beautiful woman, the 1970 Triumph Stag was a gorgeous automobile housing pure evil beneath its hood. Time magazine described the Stag as "ruined by some halfhearted, half-witted, utterly temporized engineering...The effect was to put the driver in a shiny aquarium." It's not that it was not a pleasant car to drive. It was. It's more that it very rarely ran. That is to say it broke down more often than your maiden aunt at family weddings. The pistons shot through the engine block, the aluminum heads warped and twisted, the oil burned bone dry, the timing belts snapped, the bearings would seize and the water pump would malfunction. Still, it was one great-looking car as it sat unusable in driveways all around the world." - The Car Guide
Today: bloodwork
Monday: Podiatrist (because diabetics can't be treated by their GP for a stupid infected ingrown toenail. Urg)
Tuesday: Neurosurgeon
Week after that: Oncologist
Coming up after the Neuro - new dermatologist
I'd bitch about this being the start of old age but our GP just snorted when I said that and replied that he is the same age I am. He goes white water rafting with his wife & her kids. And skiing. And kayaking. So there goes that complaint.
I'm putting in for a name change. Think I'll call myself "Triumph Stag"*
*"Like a fairy-tale witch disguised as a beautiful woman, the 1970 Triumph Stag was a gorgeous automobile housing pure evil beneath its hood. Time magazine described the Stag as "ruined by some halfhearted, half-witted, utterly temporized engineering...The effect was to put the driver in a shiny aquarium." It's not that it was not a pleasant car to drive. It was. It's more that it very rarely ran. That is to say it broke down more often than your maiden aunt at family weddings. The pistons shot through the engine block, the aluminum heads warped and twisted, the oil burned bone dry, the timing belts snapped, the bearings would seize and the water pump would malfunction. Still, it was one great-looking car as it sat unusable in driveways all around the world." - The Car Guide
