...
So I could get in for a referral to an ophthalmologist/surgeon from my not-a-doctor whose vaunted online chart system doesn't function any better than anyone at the clinic. Did I boil over?
I did not.
I was patient, a patient patient, with a ghost of an axe murderer flitting around behind my brain. Then I went to Safeway for some crucial items and then the post office and home to eat something and now I feel a nap hurtling down my pike.
It was raining cats and dogs all night and all morning. Now it's just dreary and wet and cold with sprinkles. I have been an inspiration to my fellows today.
If my nap's good enough, I'll head to Congress and flatten their sorry asses for you.
pipe up any time....
