I hate going to the doctor. He's a nice guy and all, but it seems like every time I see him, his immediate reaction is: "Here, Mimi, take these pills."
Well, I expected it. My hands have been bothering me for a while. I use my hands a lot, and it's becoming increasingly painful to do almost everything. So I sucked it up and went to see the doctor today.
As expected, it's osteoarthritis with a touch of tendonitis thrown in for good measure. Prescription anti-inflammatories, and if they don't help, I get to see a hand specialist so he can give me a shot of cortisone in the palm of my hand. Here's hoping the pills work.
Hmph. Pretty soon I'll have to invest in one of those little pill reminders. Next step the senior citizens' center.
Gee maybe I can start an Erotica Writers' Group...



