Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Day 444: What's up, Doc?

The absolute worst part about coming home to visit is having to go see the doctor. It's not that I'm afraid of them or anything; I've just been through so much medical crap over the course of my life that I've seen more doctors in 21 years than one person should have to see in their whole life. Also, I've seen every kind of doctor. I always joke saying I've seen every -ologist except a gynecologist. I know going to the doctor is necessary, it's just boring, and there are so many more exciting things to do then having your vitals taken and sitting in waiting rooms. At least it's over for now, and it won't be until December that I have to say what's up doc? (Unless I'm involved in some Bugs Bunny show but I don't foresee that happening).

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