So it tells you something when I booked a doctor's appointment last week, my first in almost 2 decades. I've been feeling really shitty, and I tried to tough things out and let it pass, but my symptoms weren't going away, so I decided to buckle down and seek a medical professional's advice. What I got... was absolutely useless.
Seriously, that's all the doctor did, and that's all I was told. A week later, I still don't feel any better. Did the doctor think I'm just some kind of big baby making all of this up? Did she not believe me? Or is this just how doctors handle all of their patients now?
So needless to say, I feel like crap, and I still don't know what's wrong with me. I now spend my days surfing WebMD, using a mixture of bad judgment and a huge list of vague symptoms to diagnose myself with all kinds of ridiculous and improbable ailments.
So until my six weeks is up, I guess I've been prescribed 100 CCs of "man the fuck up" and "quit yer bitchin." Hey, what's the worst that could happen, right?*
*According to WebMD - paralysis, limb amputation, and death
Anyone else ever been to a completely useless doctor visit?
Cheers and stay classy, friends,
Beer: 1000 CCs of 90 Shilling