This morning, as a warm up for the stress test tomorrow, I did my juggling routine where I try and keep the cell, insurance, cable, credit card and utility bills from crashing down on my head. Just as the routine was reaching its fevered climax, my lovely assistant tossed in a flurry of QVC charges, the metaphorical equivalent of a bowling ball and a flaming chain saw.
I'm having the stress test, you may recall, because the doctor told me, "Your bone density test looks excellent, wait a minute, you didn't have a bone density test, those are your arteries."
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