Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Boo with doctors
So now I, Trevor, have gone to a plain doctor who said he had no idea what was wrong with me..and a dermatologist who doesn't know what's wrong with me...and now they want me to see a neurologist and get a $3,000 dollar MRI which in my imagination will say "I don't know what's wrong with you". It's all good though. It could always be worse. I mean I could have been trampled by a pack of wild horses or attacked by vicious monkeys!! I could go into more detail, but I don't want to scare people away from our blog. We shall see...we shall see.
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Trevor, I am going to milk you!
3 comments:
Well, what's wrong with you? What are your symptoms?
Symptoms = ugly, lanky, over worked, not enough smooching, and liver failure.
Oh man girl... that does not sound fun.. I hate doctors too! Good luck! I hope everything works out. Let me know if you ever need anything!!! By the way... when is your next dance class that you teach?
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