Mmmmm. Pills...

Just incase anyone out there was thinking: "You know what Karen needs? More pills."

This is what happens when the doctor can't figure out what is wrong with you and the test he was sure would prove his diagnosis comes back perfectly negative. He gives you a blanket prescription of pills and tells you to come back next week and tell him if the pain's still flooring you. I can't wait to see Facundus and see what he says. *sigh* At least I'm well medicated, I guess.


Anonymous Crystal said...

GIRL. Your poor liver! Not to mention the fiscal encumbrance of all those copays! You have my condolences.

11:54 AM  

Post a Comment

<< Home

Powered by Blogger

eXTReMe Tracker