Today I won the prize of going in to get more blood work done to see what is wrong with my stomach. I'm hoping that the doctor will be able to tell me what's wrong so I can have a normal meal without feeling sick.
There were a few things that made this particular visit humorous to me. First we walked into the office and it smelled like tacos. I said it out loud to dad and the receptionist who is there from time to time said yeah they got Mexican. Needless to say, all I wanted was Mexican.
Then after waiting for the lady to finish her yummy Mexican lunch, I went into the office where she looked at me and said weren't you just here? I laughed and said yes that would have been me that was here yesterday. It's gross when I can tell the lady who draws my blood that I will see her on Friday.
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