... and has the gall to tell me that I am no longer anemic.
First of all... what the heck are you doing calling me so soon? It usually takes three weeks to get a reply from you folks. So that threw me off.
And second... then why the heck am I so tired? And how did my blood patch itself all up all nice like?
And third... what the heck am I gonna blame all this exhaustion on now?
Just when I've got my family believing that I can't do any work around here and that they need to wait on me hand and foot (I am, after all, anemic you know) and I just don't have the energy to go work out at Curves. Nor make dinner.
Oh woe is me. I might just have to get up and vaccuum now. And do some laundry. Darn doctor. Why did she have to go and put her nose where it didn't belong??
Sigh.
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