Friday, May 21, 2010
There is an awkward medical assistant that keeps popping in to chat. He did this last time too. He's awkward. Like Trekkie awkward. It was mistake to forget to wear my wedding ring that day.
Today the ring is on.
Our last conversation involved figuring out how to use the shock wave machine as a weapon on the streets. The verdict: remove end and add a knife. Though Trekkie said knives weren't very fun. Mmmhmm.
They *think* I have plantar facisitis. Not an extreme case according to the doc. What he's really saying is: you're kind of a baby but we'll fix it.
I'm cool with that. It's a fact I already knew. Reason #256 why I don't have kids yet.
Doc says I still need shoes with arch support. I don't know what he means. I only speak flip flop and know a little wedge and flats.
Ps. I'm posting from my phone so who knows if this will work and even then I may read this when I get home and delete it on grounds of being lame.
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