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January 14, 2007
Having a Ball, Gladder
Quick update on the ole organ situation - and no, Dad, I don't mean my dating life. Ba da BUM!
Ahhhh. Good times.
Regardless, here goes the latest MD news: tomorrow morning, I have an appointment to have my organs "ultrasounded" to try to get an official diagnosis. This roughly translates to a morning without ANY coffee NOR ANY water and what's sure to be a spaced-out drive to the doc.
Silly plan, one might argue, but the reasons for going alone are twofold. (1) I don't have to subject anyone to the torment of me in the a.m. sans several robust cups of joe and (2) I don't have to give away anymore of my Vicodin.
Selfless or selfish?
You be the judge.
But if you're the judge, I'm totally calling shotgun on the bailiff.
And that means I've got a billy club.
And some sturdy shoes.
More detes to come following the examination. Fingers interlaced.
Posted by Bree at January 14, 2007 07:32 PM