Much like Ellie, I too found myself in a hospital today (I guess we really are twins).
I finally have a primary care provider, so I decided to see her so I could get my meds and make sure I wasn’t going to die any time soon.
She’s a very kind lady who was unfortunately given a lazy eye. I think she squints on purpose so people might not notice, but as a person with squinty eyes myself, I saw that shit. She gave me free “samples” of the insulin I’m on and then told me about this sketchy website that sells discounted drugs. Whatever. I’m poor. I’ll try anything.
After we discussed my chronic health issues she asked, “Is there anything else I should take a look at today?”
I wanted to tell her about my fainting spells, headaches, and nose bleeds. I wanted her to tell me everything was gonna be fine and that I should just drink more water and cut back on the unhealthy food.
But I didn’t think she’d say that.
I shook my head and thanked her for being so nice to me.
I know I’m a pile of chicken shit, but I’d rather not know when I’m gonna die.