Four bags of recycling out the door today and one bag of clothing donations. The unfucking the house project continues. I may be done by the time ltc graduates high school.
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I'm just chilling, waiting for them to call me back.
There's only 1 doctor and 2 assistants here and several patients, so I'm going to be waiting a while.
I just figured I'd update in case anyone wondered if I was in an iron lung.
Update appreciated.
Oh, you're *there* waiting for them to call you back. I was afraid you were at home waiting for them to call you back on whether you should go. Well, at least if you fall over dramatically there's someone there to take care of you.
May they see you soon and let you know all is well.
Now I'm in an exam room waiting for the lone doctor. So far I know I have normal blood pressure and oxygen saturation, but a fever of about 100. So that's unexpected. Maybe it's a respiratory infection.
#DocAndPost
Hoping it's nothing, Teppy.
How far down on your side is it?