I think I am going to become one of those crazy old people that claims they don’t go to the doctor, because the doctor always finds something wrong with them. Yesterday I went to see my doctor, because of an ear ache. I walked out with a order to have testes run for Lupus and RA. What the fuck?
It started innocently enough. He asked me why I was hobbling, and I told him that my body hurt, but that I was managing my pain fairly well. Then he asked a bunch of questions completely unrelated to my wounded ear. After a while he said, “Yeah, I do not think that is what you think it is. This sounds like it could be RA. Possibly Lupus. “
I am so freaking annoyed by this, that I can not think of a single funny thing to say right now. I think this may be Douche bag Jesus’ way of getting back at me for spilling the beans about his bad attitude.