Wednesday, October 27, 2010

hypochondriac

Mark believes that I am a hypochondriac. He may not have said that to me, but I know that is what he's thinking. I have woken up the past three days with a headache and sore throat and because my sister in law and her baby are sick, I thought maybe I was getting what they have. So, I called the doctor and made an appointment for yesterday at 1:40 p.m. By the time we got there, I had a full tummy of Cafe Rio and was feelin' pretty darn good. My throat wasn't as achey and I had a feeling we were wasting some time. Well instead of just canceling the appointment, we stayed and I got a strep-test...which was negative of course...and Mark just looked at me, rubbed my back and smiled, saying in an overly-sympathetic tone of voice, "Sometimes we need to go to the doctor and be told that there's nothing wrong with us, don't we?"


ugh.

2 comments:

  1. you're not a hypochondriac. maybe just pregnant ;)

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  2. hahahahaha! im laughing. that happened to me once so i GET YA! you are too funny. love you.

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