Gettin' old ain't for sissies.
I went to the Dr. yesterday. I should have just kept my damn mouth shut. Now it's stress tests and halter monitors and blood work and chest xrays and blah blah blah.
I'm fine Really!!! Of course I keep saying that and they pay me no mind. It's like I'm not there. I wish my mechanic worked on my car with as much fervor as these people are working me over.
Of course we had words yesterday. They said come and get this halter monitor put on this afternoon at 1:30. At 2:05 I asked what they'd do if I had arrived 40 minutes late for my appt. We rescheduled. So now I'll leave with the damn thing after my stress test on Thursday. And of course have to go back on Friday to have them take it off.
I just want to drink gin, smoke dope, and have sex with strangers. I know, I'm old fashioned.
What was I saying about my health last week? See! I should keep my big mouth shut.