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don't ask
Topic: Bad News
...from the doctor now. Interesting experience. Managed to hold it in during the ride, but then I went into the reception place thingy to talk to the nurse and my mind went blank. I didn't know how to behave, or what I was supposed to say but finally I said something like "I don't feel well..." and she ask me for my name and that...and told me that I was expected at the place where they take your blood and abuse you... But then I began to tell her that "When we talked on the phone you asked me if I felt sick and I didn't but..." and then I gave her the visual into the plastic bag I was smart enough to bring. Suddenly the nurses seemed terrified and confused, like that was the first time that that had happened...it's a hospital (sort of) for *insert your fav. religious icone here* sake. Anyway...they ended up sending me straight through to the doctor where they asked me about a million times if I was pregnant or on my period...which I told them that I think I'd know if I was... They tried to take my temperature, but the nurse seemed to think that thermometer was broken when it showed 35, something C. Then I finally got to see the doctor himself. Nice man but he did remind me more of
Professor Balthazar than Doctor Stork. He didn't seem to know what was wrong, he told me that it looked like I had allergies, and he pressed on my stomach och my back, looked at my blood in a microscope...but finally he said that he think that it'd pass and gave me some
antibiotics...which I can't get hold of now because it's an electronic prescription and the famaucept is having computer failure... Aren't computers a wonderful thing?
cheeky
hungry
I think it might be time for us to cut my hair during your next visit, or what do you think?
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