with each other. You dirty dirt bags. Medical doctors! Jeeesh! Make up your ever loving supposed to be brainiac minds. already.
Unfair, you say? Sobeit. I respond.
Surgery. No surgery. This medication. No. That medication.
Meanwhile, my Bastard Buddy Vertigo is still living up in my house. Sleeping in my bed. Forcing me to sleep sitting up. Going on 19 months now. I hate his guts!