June 2011
2 posts
Got my test results back today: nothing, nothing t’all. Oh well. My doctor actually asked me if I was still experiencing the pain, like I was being overcautious with my non-existent health coverage and the testing was a formality. Fuck, the days between scheduling that shit and hearing the results were the closest I’ve gotten to worrying about this. My bones and organs are fine,...
I went to the doctor the other day. My mom always asks me if I’m SURE I want to go by myself. Uhh, yes, once I’m old enough to want to puke in solitude, I’ll go to the doctor’s by myself. I don’t know what part of a doctor’s visit my mom’s presence would improve, I’m already pretty good at sitting on paper and being poked in the torso a little too...
