Monday, May 24, 2010

Good News

According to Wyatt, I'm not dead. He's giving me a check-up while I'm researching food processors (really wanted to get one today and bring it home - it's not happening) and put the stethoscope to my shoulder. He then announced he couldn't hear anything - no surprise here - but assures me that I'm not dead. Whew.

He's also informed me he can see my bones with his power drill; I'll need to pull down my pants for a shot (no way, no day); that looking in my ears might tickle and that I have a fever, which means I'm sad. Rough Monday. But at least I'm not dead!


Darling's said...

Good news! Glad to hear you are alive and bargain shopping nonetheless.

Mom said...

Dr. Rock's diagnostic tools and diagnoses seem a little--severe, but probably doesn't matter since the important thing is that you are not dead.