:: Angel's Aerie ::

:: Wednesday, June 11, 2003 ::

Bah, I hate being sick, and I hate doctors even more. Had this wicked nasty cough since friday or saturday, and my boyfriend was worried I'd caught the same bronchial infection he had, so it was off to the doctor this afternoon. Turns out I'm fine, but the doc's making me go in for blood work tomorrow afternoon -- just because he can; says it'll be good for me, they'll be checking my cholesterol and making sure that my kidneys and glands and yadda yadda are ok. And because of this, I'm to fast for the next 12 -- correction, 10 -- hours, and can only have water. *sigh* Now I know why I've avoided going to any doctor for all these years... Only good thing to come of this is I called in to work last night and I'm doing the same tonight, the whole "two absences for the price of one" deal.

:: Angel 10:10 PM [+] ::
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