I'm tired of typing with just my left hand. You know that scene in Enders Game where he's typing away on his little futuristic iPad and he's just using one hand? I keep thinking that I need to get good at it like Ender. I keep glancing up at the screen to discover that I accidentally hit the caps lock fifteen words ago.
This morning Brigham drove me into Logan for a doctor visit. I had made an appointment with a new OBGYN a couple months ago, not knowing that I would have it up to HERE with doctors and hospitals the last week of June. But I figured that it was scheduled and I might as well go.
Everything went well and I like my new doc, Tandy Olsen at the Budge Clinic. Everything but his name. I'm just not sure I can take a man seriously whose name is Tandy. I got my blood drawn (two pokes) and scheduled my very first mammogram - wheeee!
Brigham waited for me in the reception area and on the way out, he asked if everything was okay with my injury. I informed him that actually, this visit was to make sure everything is still good with my woman parts.
"Oh. Yeah, I was a bit confused why we were coming to the Women and Newborn Center to check out your collarbone."
Smart kid.
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