Yeah, today was one of those days we all hate or dread or fear because of our dislike for doctor's, doctor's offices, or something about the medical profession that just rubbed us the wrong way. Nothing about the profession rubs me the wrong way at all. Hell, those people are in the business of saving lives; more power to 'em. So why do I dread doctor days? For a very specific reason and diagnosis and for those of you close to me and who know me personally will know exactly what I am talking about because I will not openly disclose it on here, as you never know who might read this and you can't trust anybody these days (no seriously, ANYBODY).
Anyway, back to my doctor's visit. I'll skip any flourish and pomp: it went great. My health in this particular area is fantastic and everything else they ran tests for came back squeaky clean. So, essentially, today, I got a clean bill of health. Feels good to know that I may be a fuck up in some areas...but as far as personal health and taking care of myself, I officially got the doctor's approval.
Stay tuned....
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