28 and Counting

My Thursdays are usually pretty light. I work at the Juvie in the AM, and then depending on the week, I might see a couple of patients in my Dad's office. The second Thursday of the month, however, the other doctor that works with me at the Juvie sees all the patients, and I get the morning off. This morning was especially nice, since it's also my Birthday, and I have had a plethora of people wish me well (thank you all). Unfortunately, my Birthday sucked, and personally, I think it's because a stupid black cat walked in front of my car as I was pulling out of the neighborhood this AM. Superstition aside, the car broke down, had to be towed, and is now being worked on for an undisclosed amount of time. In addition, both of our dogs had to go to the vet - just maintenance, mind you - but a "mild flea allergy," and a year's worth of Sentinel pills later, my birthday has already cost me around $800. Google would like for me to add "monetizing" to this blog, and if things keep going this way, there might be adds for Viagra and Match.Com on the sidebars.

Anyway, no poignant message tonight, just watch out for black cats and birthdays - nothing good can come of them.

To lighten things up, here are some Disability complaints from the past few weeks:

Patient's written complaint: My doctor told me I shouldn't lift anything more than 10 lbs after my surgery. I told him I saw an Ultimate fighter still fighting after this surgery.
Doctor's written response: Unfortunately, this patient is not in the physical condition of an Ultimate Fighter.

"I got really sad after I lost my mother....to death." (As opposed to gypsies, aliens or in Wal-Mart)

"Everyone is stealing my white socks. I've started wearing black ones, so I'll know who's stealing them!"
(I was very glad my socks were brown that day).

Until later,

-DD