Okay. Here's a note of what not to do:
Never, ever get the blood requisitions for two different doctors done on the same day in the hope of saving time and energy. What happens? You end up very, very, very lightheaded trying to make awkward conversation in the waiting room with a girl you went to high school with but didn't recognize.
Then, you eat a giant chocolate bar and call your RRHB 14x to pick you up because you don't think you can make it on the streetcar, can't get through, forget you have to buy your brother a birthday card and then fall asleep on the 10 minute ride almost missing your stop.
Girl with titanium hip will rock. Girl with titanium hip will write. Girl with titanium hip will read. Girl with titanium hip will battle crazy-ass disease called Wegener's Granulomatosis. Now stuff that in your spelling bee!
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Love the title of your post. I'm reading that book right now.
Not a good day for you - but your sense of humour remains intact.
ditto what beth said.
DUDE.
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