Story Time: Dr's Call
So yesterday Daniel and I were woken up by a call from the Dr who gave me a fear of going to the Dr. Daniel had been worried that my toe is not healing and took some photo's, which he then sent to the Dr asking for advice. Hence the reason for the call but the dreaded advice was that we needed to go back to see him. That day.
That's all fine and well except I didn't want to go. The moment I heard I needed to go back I started getting nauseous and that never went away. Anyway I put my big girl pants on and went to his office last night.
I made Daniel promise me that he will not let the Dr stick needles in my toes again. Not under any circumstance. He did not make that promise. So off we went.
We got to the office and had to wait around half an hour and were then lead to the operation room. This already had me in a nope mood. I wanted to turn around and run away but Daniel was walking behind me and wouldn't let me.
Once in the operation room I'm told to get onto the bed just so he could have a look. He started pressing on my toe to find out where it hurt. I tod him then hi pressed on it again... Yeah I was not impressed. He then tells me he wants to put needles into my toes... At this point I almost kicked him in the face as i swung my legs off the table ready to leave shoeless.
He stopped me from doing either and agreed not to stick me with anything and just told me that it's still healing and that I should just watch out not to remove the jelly type layer that is getting formed as well as the pain I have was caused by bruising. HE just wanted to scare me. So the Dr nearly gave me a completely different reason for being there. Oh the joys of being pranked...
xoxx
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