Tuesday, November 14, 2017
Fog droplets on twigs
After seeing the doc I'm always depressed. Not about the results - everything this time was normal or within norms or she was OK with. It's because getting a physical requires touching. (They don't call it a 'physical' for nothing.) Checking your ears, looking up your nose, tongue depressor in the mouth, feeling your thyroid, putting a stethoscope on your back to hear your lungs, feeling your ankles for a pulse, taking your blood pressure. Not a problem for most people but it's a bit much for me. After my appointment I didn't feel like going shopping as planned. Instead it was to the Chinese restaurant and I ordered to go my fav Mongolian Beef and vegetable fried rice. It's also Indy's favorite since I don't actually like the beef pieces so she gets those. Can't say that I'm out of my depression quite yet but both Indy and I are full and feeling sleepy.
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