What’s Ailing Me

This afternoon, before I saw that comment, I actually managed to call the gastroenterologist about the whole esophagus spasm thing. I figured it would be a month before I could get an appointment, but there had been a cancellation and an appointment for tomorrow was available. I was rather shocked. Now, of course, I’m a bit worried that the doctor will come up with some way to tell me that I have nothing wrong with me because I’m too young and too ginger to have health problems. (I don’t think I’ll ever forget that “you look Irish” comment.)

I wish that that doctor was as nice as his scheduling person. She was really sweet. I think I’d have to be older (and possibly have a different hair color) to get on his sweet side.

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Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.