I have a doctor's appointment this afternoon, as I said in an earlier post. I'm not looking forward to it, but I'm also not enjoying feeling like crap or coughing up a lung every ten or so minutes. Therefore, I will take the lesser of two evils: I will dutifully strip in the doctor's exam room and be poked, prodded, and insulted. After my physician has told me I need to lose weight, hopefully he will write me a prescription for something that will kill this sickness that has taken up residence in my body.
My car had a mechanic's appointment this morning. It is completely healthy. New oil. New air filter. Transmission's fine. I think this is the first time in at least a year that I've brought my car in for an oil change and haven't been informed of some necessary costly repair. I guess I should have switched mechanics a while ago.
Saint Marty feels a coughing fit coming on. He's going to cut off this post before he manages to spatter sputum all over his screen.
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| Those would be lungs. That would be coughing. |
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