Went to go see the doctor today (an internist, as best I could tell) and he said I seem healthy, but he'd like to have blood tests done anyway (after ten hours of fasting to run some thyroid checks ... again as best I could tell) later this week.
If I hadn't taken the wrong bus to get to the doctor's office, the whole thing would have only taken the morning, but I found out how to get to Home Depot and a Carl's Jr. (real hamburger, here I come) for when I feel like traipsing around the city ... again.
Angie, one of the long-termers doing ministry to prostitutes in the city (we don't work together, much) came with me for all of the doctor mess. We decided I owe her a Carl's Jr. burger for getting her on the wrong bus.
Not a bad day.
Pray that the blood tests find something easily curable. Please.
Monday, March 23
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Sounds to me like you have a case of the "you-need-to-suck-it-ups"!
If you're related to me, you don't get sick, so I'm tired of all this "tired" garbage.
(I love you. Praying.)
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