Six Months Under

Not satisfied with the original diagnosis of "fat but healthy", I met with Dr. SecondOpinion today who scribbled me some scripts and sent me to a lab for more bloodlettings. Wanting to do just about anything else, I managed to drag my sorry self to the gym and do 1.5 miles on the elliptical at level 5 before tunnel vision kicked in and I labored on home. Mistake number three was checking my work email. I received a hardcore pounding from my boss for leaving the office early to go to Dr. #2 as well as for (no, go on, guess) the frequent checking of my Yahoo mail. Once a mere joke, it now seems increasingly likely that I will actually be relieved of my employment for this offense.

I wrote back to her; a long, asskissy reply. Now I'm going to go hide my hanging head in chicken drumstick shame.