I went to see my doctor on Thursday morning. He laughed and laughed and laughed at me. The dork!
But after the tangle I got myself into two Friday nights ago I guess I really shouldn’t blame the man for laughing. Nevertheless, in the best interest of our my-money-in-his-pocket relationship he should have limited the laughing to 15 seconds.
Instead he went on much like my parrots do on a rainy morning;
