Doctor, my lungs have seen the dungs through the slow parade of mungs

Alright, fine, you guys win. I made a doctor's appointment. But I couldn't get one until Wednesday, and there will probably be some kind of weather shift between now and then, so that I will arrive with my lungs all free and clear to say, "Doctor, you need to give me something for my allergies. In case they come back. Although they're fine now." Then winter will happen and I will be just fine, then go back into Dying Mode next spring, whereupon it will take me until October to go to the doctor again.

Because that, Jamelah, is how I roll.

srah - Monday, 15 October 2007 - 12:28 PM
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Comments (4)

gravatar jamelah - October 15, 2007 - 9:12 PM -

I hate when I am better by the time I get to see the doctor, because then the doctor is all, "Why are you here?" and then I have to say "Well, I was sick when I made the appointment, but not so much now." It's lame.

I am going to pretend I didn't read the last sentence of your post. Heh.

gravatar tiff - October 16, 2007 - 8:41 AM -

This is why you should just sweat out sickness. Or drink warm whiskey. It's Murphy's law that you will be unsick by the time you get to the doctor.

gravatar Rachel - October 16, 2007 - 8:06 PM -

It's worth it to go to the doctor if only to get new blogging material. I know I always feel like I have a million stories to tell after going to the doctor. :)

gravatar EV - October 17, 2007 - 12:00 PM -

I have the opposite Murphy's Law, which is that I go to the doctor for something routine and then I get deathly ill or mortally wounded the next day. And then I can't get an appointment for a week. At which point I'm better. It's a vicious cycle, I guess.

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