So after the sweet GP saw me, she sent me off to get myself magnetized in the giant picture taking tube of magnets. I went for a double load of fun with an MRI and MRAs of my head and neck (arteries, nothing scarier than seeing a disembodied carotid or two hanging there on a [...]

Because either the website will flub up, or maybe I’ll be tossing my cookies. (Heh, British slang is awesome by the way — tossers, scrubbers, wankers….) I finally got to see my sweet and very awesome GP today. I am glad. Cause… computer use is making me feel queasy (again) and I’m just not right. [...]

So we turn up at the sweet GP’s office, and… um… my appointment was apparently set for next Thursday. So either Mr. Shoe scheduled it last Friday and the office chick didn’t realize she was already working off next week’s schedule, so she just said “next Thursday” or Mr. Shoe missed the “May 20th” qualifier. [...]

Heh, I happened to read the post the other day and realized that I made no damn sense whatsoever.  The good news, though, is that the bizarre external use only MetroGel (if it were internal use, it’d be MetroSexualGel? Sorry, I get punchy when feeling yucky) does seem to be getting a handle on the [...]

So, um, it seems that I had rosacea once (which is basically as descriptive a term as “arthritis” because there are bazillions of sorts and causes and stuff…) and the fact that I no longer get the pimply things with it indicates that it’s burnt out. So the red flaming face is permanent (though it [...]

I got the call late Wednesday that I was seeing the dermatologist’s nurse practitioner in about a month and a half, and she’d get me in from there. The doctor was booked till nearly August. This morning I got a call and (surprise!) I was on the cancellation call list, so I was bumped up [...]

Heh, no, it isn’t. But I called my sweet GP and left a message. I told the reception staff I didn’t want to make an appointment. Of course, when sweet GP called, she said, “I think you should go to the ER just to rule out a stroke. Or you could come in, but I’d [...]

Last year, this time (remember back then?) my sweet GP handed me over to the Dorktor while she spewed out her last kid (she promised me, but I think it was less for my benefit than the fact that this kid was rough and she was calling it quits on that front). Now, the Dorktor [...]

I am going to have to hit Mr. Shoe up for the kick ass photo he took with his cell phone yesterday. Because of the massive water break out from the treatment plant, the area has been under the orders to boil water used for cooking and drinking. Evidently, in Massachusetts, “boil water order” means [...]

Since my brain’s switched off at the moment, I’ll just let Penny’s wisdom speak for me. She’s got a Nobel in smart you know. And pretty.