Roger Miller had a song many years ago about Lou got the flu and he died. Well, I’ve got the flu and I think I’m dying. Sure, I did the manly thing and tried to ignore it and do my home remedies for two weeks, but I finally gave in and tried to get into a doc in the box. That’s one of those corner medical places that you go when you don’t have a doctor to call.
My financial controller drove me to said medical facility. She didn’t want me dying and wrecking the car. We arrived at the site and found there were no parking spaces - there had to be over 100 cars. I’m talking cars parked in fire lanes. Estimated waiting time to see a doctor - four to five days.
So, I will try another location tomorrow. It is closer but was not open when I finally gave up and agreed I need medical attention. When I agree to go to a doctor, it is serious business.
The last time I felt this bad, I died.
PMO
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