Had to make an emergency doctor's appointment for myself. If you know me, you know how much I love doctors. So much in fact that I try not to visit them often. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
After
suffering enduring the pain for a couple of months and then developing new symptoms... oh, and google-ing my symptoms (remind me not to google my symptoms...I always do this and it always leads to me dying), I decided that I should probably head to the doctor. Immediately.
RT came home to drive me. I think he thought it was much more serious.
I found it was a result of me falling on the ice on one of my daily walks.
So, yea. I'm gonna live.
I'm pretty sure RT was disappointed. I think he expected some thing much more serious. He was probably planning a big party.
And, of course, a major disappointment for you (and you) my loyal readers (the two of you). You're stuck with me for a little while longer.
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