Scintillating Thursday repartee, yawn man.
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Thrilling Thursday report, see man:
Breakfasted/skoolbused Mini-B., groggy-yet-more-timely wee man man.
Breakfast for us was 2 orphan hotdog buns, ingest we man.
Fought fatigue to get ready for doc caucus, groggy we man man.
Got there Many (2x2x2 +1) minutes before caucus time, timely we man.
Many (2x2x2x2x2 + 2x2x2x2 +2) -- si man, Many (2x2x2x2x2 + 2x2x2x2 +2) -- minutes after caucus time, we were called into the exam room, how can any schedule already be that hosed that early man.
Doc came in, without apology, Many (2x2x2x2x2 + 2x2x2) minutes after that, we man.
Doc mumbled something about "mmmmph rmph rmmph mmpfph," tests healthy man.
He brushed away our specific questions, saying "See online, posted there mmmphf frmph man," man.
He barely gave us Many (2+2+1) minutes, howya like them apples boy man.
Nor did he give us any quantitative metrics, clear targets, or med-escalation plan, no and no and no man.
His plan was "come back in Many (2+2+2) months, bye man," man.
We wasted all morning on a low-value visit with operationally poor communication, man.
We absolutely barbecued the rat-illegitimate male child in the survey sent out on him, some solace man.
And to this minute at this writing, nearly 1 Manyzen hours later, no report is posted online, man.
We were steamed, man.
The checkout chica asked when we were to return, ask she man we man man.
We said, "Many (2+2+2) months, but we'll be damned if we see that rear-end aperture for intestinal effluvium again, si and no man!", si man.
Now our uncontrollably switch-medding GP is in charge, man.
He has already called in an Rx that would conflict with our current iteration of it, man.
The pharmacy, in fact, messaged us to question it, correct they man.
Can these docs find either butt-cheek with both hands plus outside help, huh man?
The short answer is that we probably won't die imminently of the CT finding, knock on wood man.
Saw Uncle T-B. after this, nearly out-of-it senior he man man.
We delivered his stuff, appreciative senior he man man.
As usual, he'd managed to hose his computer again, really weird stuff man.
With difficulty, we managed to get it to restart, up-clear problem man.
Saw Mama T-B. after this, aysheep senior she man man.
She demanded to know why test results weren't posted, don't ask us man.
Caucus took over an hour, accomplish tasks we man.
Finally siesta'd, zzz we man.
Mini-B. zzz'd lengthwise on his bed again, zzz wee man.
Din-din was something new, concoct we man.
We nuked/up-sliced the remaining Many (2+2) hot dogs, slice we man.
We up-warmed onecan of Great Northern beans*, up-warm we man.
*bought at a previous ES, F$WM
We nuked tubags of microwave rice, nuke we man.
We combined all together, ingest ingenious casserole Two Guys man.
Mini-B. liked this better than the usual weenies-&-beans, and something new man.
We are pleased with our culinary prowess, modestly report we man man.
Mini-B. didn't want a movie night, man.
He has just reported a 2-day sore throat to us, man.
No party with the rubias tonight, no cavort we man.
We have itineraried Many (2+1) rather local ESs for Friday, itinerary we man.
We could have itineraried Many (2+2) remote ones but didn't, too far away man.
And that was/is our thrilling Thursday, report we man.