Day of Reckoning
By The Misfit | December 22, 2009
Well, tomorrow’s the day. I get to go to the doctor’s first thing in the morning to get the results from all of my blood tests. I didn’t start getting nervous about it until this evening. I was joking with my mom earlier that I’d probably walk in and she’d tell me I was pregnant.
Ain’t much chance of that being the case.
Then I told her that I’d probably end up with some rare disease as payback for all the times I’ve gotten the sniffles and bemoaned the fact that I had SARS or Swine Flu or Anthrax or Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis; whichever disease was in the news or struck my fancy. Oddly enough, joking about it when I was sick made me feel better.
We’ll see if I’m laughing tomorrow.
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