I am in the 10×10 patient exam room as I write. I’ve had my vitals taken; temp: 98.3, blood pressure: 122/68 (pretty damn good).
I am being forced to watch Happy Feet, a movie that I strongly dislike so I’m writing to occupy my mind as I wait for the doctor.
Amelia started to cry as I was leaving. She’s never done that before, or at least that I am aware of. I made me a little sad and happy at the same time (happy because she knows who I am and that I know she longs for me). I walked back into the condo and gave her two kisses and said good bye.
I hear a little kid screaming; either s/he is getting blood work/shots, s/he is scared, or they have a physical injury.
Oh, the office has changed movies; now Hocus Pocus is playing, a movie mutch better than Happy Feet.
Ok, going to watch Hocus Pocus. Cross your fingures for me that I am just having a muscle spasm and nothing else!
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