The Doctor Is In

Things have been really quiet at work this week, and I've been meaning to go to the doctor for a long time now, so I decided to take the day off and bite the bullet.

I made an appointment for the health centre across the road, but I got a call back saying the doctor was leaving early and would have to cancel. I called up pretty much every other doctor's office in the local area, but they were all booked. Eventually I got on to one that didn't take appointments, but rather saw people on a first-come-first-serve basis.

I rocked up at the time the place opened up after lunch to find a couple of people already waiting outside. I have to admit, I was a little worried the place was more of a methadone clinic than a general practitioner's, and that maybe I'd be wasting everyone's time. But I stuck with it, and when the doors were opened I filled out the forms and took my seat in the waiting area.

Half-an-hour later everything was done and I'd purchased a great deal of peace of mind for myself. Things I've been meaning to get checked out for years - literally, years - have been seen to, and I feel quite positive about the whole thing.

So that was my Wednesday. Exciting, huh?