Clearly I have no plans to shut up today, so fair warning.
We sent the doctor's office a picture of my incision the other day, with a couple of questions. The nurse replied to the email saying it looked like it was healing well.
His office just called, saying he wants to see me tomorrow instead of next Friday, when my follow-up was scheduled. Why? She doesn't know. So obviously I have incision cancer.
So obviously I have incision cancer.
Nope, the doc just wants Friday off. (Don't we all?)
We are embarking on a home renovation, which will mean moving out for 6-9 months. Send marriage counseling coupons.
Incision cancer. Ummm, sure. Right.
CJ woke me up early this morning complaining he couldn't hear out of one ear. Said he had big chunks of wax coming out of the other ear. So he made his own doctor's appointment, for this first time ever, and drove himself there. Apparently he has big wax blockages in both ears, so they are working to dissolve and remove them. He said one was
the size of a kidney bean
!!!
Young men can have some ridiculous ear wax, but at least they rarely get incision cancer.
We are embarking on a home renovation, which will mean moving out for 6-9 months. Send marriage counseling coupons.
May you survive to enjoy the shinier digs.
These people got an industrial-sized fridge and a six-burner stove for a family of four.
I would totally do that if I had the space and the money.
I barely fill up the refrigerator I have in my apartment.
I wonder how you become an ESPN commentator for the National Spelling Bee.
"Oh, that's a tricky word she's been given, will she be able to interpret the diphthong combination in the third syllable--yes! She's done it!"
That's exactly what it sounds like.
"There's a clue in the language of origin, if she can pick it up. That U-R combination is unique to Latin."
"Oh, the schwa can be really challenging. And in Italian, you've got to be careful with those double consonants."
A sixth-grader just got up to the mic and said "I'm going to need you to give me a word I know."