Well my friends, it's offical. I will be returning to work on Sunday. And just as I thought I would, I have mixed feelings. Staying home was hard at first but you do get used to it. I am looking forward to being back on a schedule and seeing some of my coworkers. Anyway, like it or not I have been released by the doctor.
My appointment was today and I must tell you that the Dr's office is in a building that was built with funds donated by the ever popular gameshow host Pat Sajak. Yes, the Pat Sajak of Wheel of Fortune fame. He has a house in the area and is apparently preoccupied by the health of the citizens of Annapolis. Good for him. It seems to be full of good doctors and the like, plus it has the added benefit of an attached garage which, and this is important, is free.
So, after waiting for what seemed like hours I was able to go back and see my doctor (for like, 10 min) My friends, my neck is doing a bang up job of healing, even better then expected (or so he said) I was then told I would not need to come back for 2 months. What, no mention of pain medication?! OK, so I brought it up. His reply you ask? "And what would you be needing that for?" Was he joking? He just cut my throat, reached in and pushed everything to the side then proceeded to put a donor (read: dead person's) bone in my neck and screwed the whole kit and kaboodle together with a metal bracket and he's questioning my request for pain meds? I guess at the Pat Sajak Pavillion the proper way to ask for pain medication is to ask if you can buy a vowel. So I said "I'd like to buy a vowel" and he said "Oh, you need medication? Why didn't you say so?" Here's to you Pat Sajak, the injured and sick citizens of Annnapolis (and surrounding areas) thank you.
Next week I have an appointment at the Vanna White Dental Studio followed by physical therapy at Alex Trebek's House of Pain.