Monday, October 22, 2007
See? Now I feel badly. I did end up going to my Favorite Family Practice Doctor today to ask him to check out my ankle. All was OK until he asked how I hurt it. We have this policy about not lying to one another, you see.
He was OK with the "I was out in the garage leaning over the door of the car reaching for a box of caramel Crunch 'n Munch when I heard the garage door open." But at that point I had to explain why the garage door opening was a problem.
This is the part I feel badly about. Because I think he might have hurt himself, he was laughing so hard by the end of the story.
He was OK with the "I was out in the garage leaning over the door of the car reaching for a box of caramel Crunch 'n Munch when I heard the garage door open." But at that point I had to explain why the garage door opening was a problem.
This is the part I feel badly about. Because I think he might have hurt himself, he was laughing so hard by the end of the story.
Labels: medicine, personal urban drama
# posted by Carol : 9:46 PM
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Imagine the number of times he'll repeat the royalty-free story off of your one co-payment. I'm thinking he should have paid you for the visit.
I'm surprised the man hasn't used my medical history to create a one man traveling comedy show already... Lord knows he would make more money doing that than being a doctor.
One the good side, he did make a point of saying "There is nothing INTERESTING about this."
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One the good side, he did make a point of saying "There is nothing INTERESTING about this."
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