Yesterday I went to the doctor for a routine checkup.
He mentioned a word that rhymes with bowl-on-awe-sco-pee. (If you can't figure out what I'm talking about, substitute "coal" for "bowl.")
There are things about turning 50 that I would rather ignore, and this is one of them for sure. Sigh....
My doctor said he put the order in. Now I need to wait for "them" to call me to set up the appointment.
I can hardly wait.
1 comment:
Oh no. Make sure they put you to dream land..
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