Patty’s doctor appointment took up practically the whole morning, and she now has stuff to do and places to go that makes my head spin. Don’t ask me to list it all.
The upside to this is that she feels better already, because something’s being done. At least she came out of this appointment with an inhaler, so she’s already ahead of what she got from the other guy, which was tons of tests and no diagnosis–no treatment, either.
Meanwhile the doctor has noted TOBACCO USE DISORDER–it used to be called “smoking”–on all her papers (but of course it’s A-OK to smoke pot!), and ascertained that she doesn’t have a gun. When did doctors get deputized as Junior G-Men, to find out who’s exercising our Second Amendment right? I find it rather sinister that the government uses doctors to make its little list…
There probably won’t be much to read here today. I have tons of work to do and I don’t see how I’ll be able to do it.
Please, dear readers, avail yourselves of the Archives–all sorts of cool stuff in there, going back to 2012. Normal service, I hope, will be resumed tomorrow.